another girl:
now you're with another girl,
and no longer in my poems,
That last one wasn't about you at all,
so you just think about that.
I know you wont because you never knew,
and how much sorrow will that cause me,
you
the world
?
a lot
none
less
thats how much
how could you?
revelation:
have you seen,
that poetry does no longer need to rhyme,
but find its own little corner,
to hum itself to sleep
or to just rest for a while,
while others find the meaning in the words
the sounds
the rhythm
while others ignore the precious words
how could they?
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
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