"3 Barton 001010"
When the world gets dull and lifeless I'd just sit by my favorite tree I pray that it'd give me something But many things just aren't free
Friends are another thing They're different, you see One might just pass-by And maybe sit with you by a tree
That's how I met them Here in this weird world Where anyone can become who they want As long as you have your gold swirled
Damn...
A freeverse poetry attempt by Deu_WeiZ. Copyright 2007. All Rights Reserved Posted at June 1, 2007 2:33am (+8:00 GMT)
Deu_WeiZ · Fri Jun 01, 2007 @ 10:52am · 0 Comments |