Saturday 6 April 2013

THE WORST TURMOIL


My friend and i fought again

i keep thinking about the stupid clown

i want to talk and ease the pain

but my foolish ego pins me down


without him my eyes get dim

my sense of humour takes a drown

my mind says "oh boy talk to him"

but my face puts up a useless frown


later he comes upto me

"whats new?"

"nothing new.

just wanted to talk to you."

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