We write poetry
sometimes.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
they say hindsight is twenty-twenty
Well,
My goodbye cookies were in hand
Your arms were outstretched, so happy
Why did I wear a skirt?
I knew the moment I hugged you I failed
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