Saturday, March 29, 2008

Poem: Sad Truth

Sunburnt face
cuts on my hands
cahpped lips
and no close friends
lacking a home
and loosing my car
dieing one night
and brought back for more
at least its exciting
even though painful
at least I'm not bored
though guilty and shameful
my choices seem few
though it makes things more simple
I hope all this pain
leaves me one dimple

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