Saturday, February 4, 2012

my 1st poem 7 years ago

i was insane once
it feels like you're the only sane
the world around you looks mad

i was lonely once
it feels like you're a painting
and people around you are blanck

i was in love once
it feels like you're stoned
and the air around you is the drug

i was hurt once
it feels like you're dead
but no grave is digged yet

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