morbid realizations
... of a tired mind
carpings
... of a puzzled mind
precarious credence
enigma
why decode your life?
what's so confusing?
just open up your eyes
and you'll find
it's not that hard to see
a familiar you
... pellucid
a material you
... limpid
and a conversant you.
Grant your soul
the latitude
give yourself the wings
life is so amble
explicit.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
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