I went to school
Learnt ‘bout my grades
I came back home
I wrote the same
I went to the refrigerator
Took a can of beer
Opened it, and my notebook,
I wrote the same.
I saw a nightmare
With three demons
I rushed to my table
I wrote the same.
My life is a paper
My heart is a pen
My mind is my shelter
I wrote the same.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
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