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Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Off a Pier

Do you really think,
You can make a link,
Through the words that I write,
Underneath the dark light,

I sit on the brink,
Ready with my ink,
To write down whatever,
Just flows after the anger,

I am tired of thinking
About you all the time,
Wasting my rhyme,
On such a thing is a crime,

Now I gotta move on,
Away from your con,
Imma gonna go without a tear,
And hope the waves wash this off a pier...

2 comments:

Soumya said...

Woaaah woaaah woaaah woaah woaah!

It all rhymed!! And so beautifully :D

*goes back in amazement to re-read it*

quartertoinsane said...

thank you :D