Monday, December 8, 2008
Some poem thing I found online
twisted concluded contorted construed
the time that you spent
a sad dream to fly
the things that you said
a reason to die
A diamond
A rough thing
A hand full of nothing
A crease in the face
that wont be replaced
no broken bones
but in your mouth a bad taste
A sketchbook
A dirty look
And there's something I took
Twisted construed contorted concluded
no longer a reason for me to try
the time that you spent
a sad dream to fly
the things that you said
a reason to die
A diamond
A rough thing
A hand full of nothing
A crease in the face
that wont be replaced
no broken bones
but in your mouth a bad taste
A sketchbook
A dirty look
And there's something I took
Twisted construed contorted concluded
no longer a reason for me to try
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