Get Over Myself
or
Does Six Feet Under Count?
or
Does Six Feet Under Count?
Hello, my beloved reader. I apologize for the delay in writing, it really wasn't possible. I was in no state or condition to update you until recently. I will inform you tomorrow as to what I have been up to, but I insist that you think of me no differently. I'll give you a poem, but these feelings might be a little useless and/or outdated.
Sometimes I get lost in the maze of my mind...
Yet the image of you is easy to find...
Is it the end or is it the start...
Perhaps I have found a chamber of my heart...
Farewell, may your days be numbered beyond the counting...
Sometimes I get lost in the maze of my mind...
Yet the image of you is easy to find...
Is it the end or is it the start...
Perhaps I have found a chamber of my heart...
Farewell, may your days be numbered beyond the counting...
Labels: Crappy Poetry
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