The pidder patter of the bitter glances,
an eye full...open wide to see it all.
watching ever so intencly,
as I see you all cant seem to ignore me.
but the same moment I notice how
none care enough to actually know me
see not only now
but see the passing past reminds
the ploop curlump dunks into the rim of my inner eye
that view your knew critical agenda...
out of sight out of mind I'll dare to send ya
Away Ill let you sail
as waves of time drown
as to know that eventually
an end comes for all our tales
a falling droplet
of enternal trail
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ok well I think you mean aww? because you keep saying ew to mine! Blah! ANd french kiss my brain..that would not be very plesant for either of us. But I like your frontal lobe too! =]
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