What once was
Now seems to be never
She is a partition
A wall of just sticks
That somehow wields bricks
She tried to put me out
As if that could put me out
But she holds back the rain
So I smoke and smolder
My patience will not last
I want to see her burn.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
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