Shift through the rubble
or your torn remains;
the eloquence, the turmoil,
the possible long-lasting stains.
"My dear! My dear!"
How on earth can you hear?
With this deafening responsibility
bellowing in your ear.
Possible topics
for next years review:
a list of reasons why
you are such a stupid YOU.
Author notes
I'm tired. Not much makes sense at 11pm for me...
Written July 22nd, 2006
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