Friday, June 7, 2013

When I lost why.

I lost why.
Today I made a world of running for life.

I can get that with a poem:

You write a poem;
You read a rank:  ink.

Guess which one deserves avoidance?

am baloney.

I believe with my cackle.

Endearing roses are past.
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