be it 
- childish poetry makes me feel 10
- these emotions might bump me to 12
- good and evil are at it again,
- now i’m 6,
- and i’m moping, and need to be held
- i feel so big when i get it right
- whatever the dumb “it” may be
- truth is, i’m powerless as the night
- to stop day,
- can’t help you, cannot even save me
- i’ll draw you my best written pictures
- nicer than bad kids wrecking the place
- but if i focus on that fixture
- a Monet
- might as well be a kick in the face
Archive for March, 2004
kid with crayons
by hart - Tuesday, 03-02-04, 09:33:45am
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