Friday, June 12, 2009

These Words Run Away Like Wild Children

Tonight
I'm trying so hard
To make these
Letters
Behave
Trying so hard
To make
These words
Sit up
Straight
Tonight my mind
Is a mess 
And there's
No one
To clean it
Tonight I wish
There was an
Adult
To get these
things in
Order

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