I Never get use to it
When they are
Messin with me
I don't consider them
Friends
Or even enemies
People
Spirits
Take your pick
I have seen it happen
Throughout my life
Half of one
And a quarter
Of a dozen
The Others
But what is a man
To do
But to push on
Push by
Push up
Before
The Daisies
Be pushing you .
Yes. The others became
Yes. The others became more
Prominent in this poem
So I changed the name
But I will change it back
Great write! You sound like
Great write! You sound like you could understand my third eye folder :D
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thanx ss
I am going to have to look them up
This 3 inch screen is killing me
Soph. That other comment was to U