Monday, March 11, 2013

Nothing Quite Like It

There is nothing
Quite like me
Hopeless and dejected
Forlorn
Like a dried leaf falling
from a tree.
There is nothing
Quite like me
Slowly pulled
from my strong hold
By gravity

Or love.
They are quite the same
Aren’t they?
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  1. McGuffinMarch 16, 2013 at 5:13 AM

    The ideals of full rationality hold the extinction of the human race with the same regard as its survival.

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