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Thursday, April 5, 2007

brevity is the soul of wit

in this new morning i tried to justify myself to the sun, and she just glared at me and said "son, you got a while to go" i could just hear what the sun was saying, i couldn't look right at it, you can never look directly at the truth.

2 comments:

AClumsyLibrarian said...

They also say you can't handle the truth, and my hands got blisters from holding the sun uneven.

Anonymous said...

And i got the weight of the world on my chest, and i'm still breathin'.