Tuesday, June 9, 2009

birds.


I see your antics,
They worship. Fitting around me like a peel.
Oh when the weather outside is like this,
It makes me want to go back even further.
Its getting so cold,
But its only the beginning of summer.
Shes coming back from her cave, and oh how you’ve disappointed her.
They stare at you and expect,
Not because they can.
They know, she told them.
So when youre laying in bed,
Wondering if tomorrow is a reality,
Ask.
Was it worth it?
Yes.
Was it worth it?
No.

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