Moving on
It was you who made us impossible
Yet you’re the very same person
That makes it seem all worthwhile.
Out in the shivering cold,
I’m looking through the window.
Envious of you
Oblivious
I gave up on me.
Honestly, I’ve been yearning
To share the moment of enjoying a cup of coffee
While leaning towards the warm beam of the morning sun.
Your ignorance had you acquitted from my imprisonment,
Nor liable for my losses.
Running through the fields of free at the age of four
I’ll be the parent who will never cross your mind.
For pot, peace and love.
posted by white_castle @ 2/25/2006 09:49:00 PM
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