Nought
Friday, February 23, 2007
I lost my barren soul
Owing to the fact that
My immaculate mind was empty
As a result of
Soporific lessons of life
Which promised much
But delivered none.
Gutted.
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I lost my barren soul
Owing to the fact that
My immaculate mind was empty
As a result of
Soporific lessons of life
Which promised much
But delivered none.
Gutted.
Friday, February 23, 2007 at 6:22 pm
I like the poem.
but you’re not serious surely?
Friday, February 23, 2007 at 11:27 pm
I’m seriously thinking about it. Perhaps, it’s happening occasionally. Just maybe…
Tuesday, February 27, 2007 at 8:59 pm
I can relate. Nice poem.