?????????
What happened?
Am I dead?
Exiled?
Maybe my coffin is too small. No,
this is a couch.
That put the thing in a new light.
The goat keeps scratching.
We agree to go swimming.
Behold, a new girl in the garden.
The fresh crowned hero fell.
Vanished out of his head and left not even a memory
of herself behind. He had thought he loved her to
distraction, he had only regarded his passion as adoration;
and behold it was only a poor little evanescent partiality.
And here, in one instant of time, she had gone out of his heart
like a casual stranger whose visit is done.
This poem isnt really about anything.
What happened?
Am I dead?
Exiled?
Maybe my coffin is too small. No,
this is a couch.
That put the thing in a new light.
The goat keeps scratching.
We agree to go swimming.
Behold, a new girl in the garden.
The fresh crowned hero fell.
Vanished out of his head and left not even a memory
of herself behind. He had thought he loved her to
distraction, he had only regarded his passion as adoration;
and behold it was only a poor little evanescent partiality.
And here, in one instant of time, she had gone out of his heart
like a casual stranger whose visit is done.
This poem isnt really about anything.
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&about the dreams....
u know....when i was like 13-14 i thought that theres 2 brackets. bracket of the dreams &bracket of the real world.
now im not thinking anymore.
now im fuckin sure.
its like i have some sort of unexplainable life there...where all can happen,i dono its so weird.
if im thinkin about a certian person b4 i go to bed,i dream about him 99.99999%.
its scary sometimes. but most of the time its just too good,thats why i luv to sleep so much (not that i can lately...)
but still. this is my great Esc bottom.
[Edited on Nov 08, 2003 2:56PM]