Same ThingA Poem by Mike GoodwinWhen I look into your eyes its over, you got me hooked with your love controller, I'm trippin and I could not get over, I feel lucky like a four-leafed clover. dam n3wb5
I've never fainted.
I don't know what it's like to not be in control. It must be like sleeping. Because you wake up. Never have sleepwalked either. How does one walk when one is asleep. Things happen. Truth's universal . Two plus two is four. Always. Unless two is three. Or anything else. At all. Is that what fainting is. Something different. Something unseen. Uncontrollable. An outlier. No It exists. gg.
© 2012 Mike GoodwinAuthor's Note
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