Who am I
to say forever
when forever taunts me
like a schoolyard bully?
And yesterday
and the day before
wear my regrets
like a uniform.
So I will take every today,
every tomorrow,
and every day after that
and forever will just have to
take care of itself.
IT HAS BEEN FORETOLD
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I feel like bakers are trying to tell us something, you guys.
I'm just not sure WHAT.
Speak to me, Deadpan Penguin! *What is it?* What's wrong?
Is...
1 day ago
1 comment:
This poem rocks! I love it! -Kev
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