Friday, May 21, 2010

Fading

Waiting for the answer
Ain't no dancer
Can it work?
Stuck at the fork.
Left on the ground
No where to be found
Pick up the pieces?
Without any teases
Yet theres still a smile
Atleast for the while
Last in the moment
Having no cent
Or a clue
Of what to do
In the long run
Not much fun
As what it could be
With another from the sea

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