What awaits

Thursday, November 1, 2007

title? (suggestions will be nice here too)

haunt me,
drive me insane.
hold back on your thoughts ,
stop the mind game .
play me not
for i will roll
particapate
pass the ball
im not what you think
so hand me the torch.
this isent a farytail
or a story on the porch.
summer or winter?
asked the boy in his boots.
remember me not ,
get in touch with your roots
reach for something else ,
groping for unfiled edges.
feel the pain
forget your pledges.
square your self away
ignorant of change.
cozy on your couch
your the one to blame.

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