i flipped around the t.v.
and looked up on the screen
i opened up magazines
and read the paper in between
i turned back into history
and imagined future times
and thought back into memories
i might have left behind
i stared down at the flowers
and up at the skies of blue
then gave up when i realized
there will never be anything
as beautiful as you
Sunday, November 9, 2008
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