DrowningA Poem by The YashanowskiiUnspoken Snipe
How can you know what I mean, really? How do you get what I'm saying? You smile, nod, Play that stupid song of yours Again and again in your head Start to finger the chords in air Get tired of pretending to care Start to talk about Something else... You float along, skip through the skies Nothing seem to get you down Jack and Jill fell down the hill But you never broke your crown You never got that prick behind your eyes Felt the sudden sense That you're drowning, drowning Gonna drown... © 2009 The Yashanowskii |
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Added on March 2, 2009 AuthorThe YashanowskiiThere's no place like London...AboutThere's nothing much really to say. Formerly the Gi, now The Yashanowskii A wanna be everything An achiever of nothing Just wanting to get some laughs along the way... more..Writing
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