everything has died
and it will never be
the same
you are too late
for rock and roll
for great writers
for real wars
good drugs
tobacco
athletes
personality
principles
salvation
everything has died
and it will never be
the same
a copy of
a copy of
a picture of
a face
an original poem i wrote last winter. i know it's bleak. it was a rough year.
My name is Kristin, and I approve of the bleakness of this message.
ReplyDeleteNo, but seriously, these are my sentiments exactly. Here's hoping for positive, radical change in the meantime! (Maybe. I don't know. People say these things, right?)
they sure say em! and thanks.
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