Stream of Consciousness
2003-02-19 07:55:16 (UTC)


i wrote this last night before bed so i thought id toss it
in here. i dont know what my deal is, 2 years ago a poem
was the last thing i would have wanted to write.


as people we are blind
looking for perfection
magazines rule minds
cant stand our reflection

looking past what we own
gazing at what we dont
the world has a dark tone
he will, but she wont

inspired by what we want
unmotivated by what we have
driven to the edge, we flaunt
desperate for her we grab

friendship is the backburner
cast aside for later use
love is driving me to murder
and then ill tie a noose

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