march 8 2010

march 8 2010

A Poem by deep sea connor
"

i wasn't stressed out from crap so this is a little better.

"
I am not a shovel
You cannot push me
I wont do your work no more
My burdens are my own
There's too many for me
So give me a shovel
I'll dump them anywhere
I'll dump them in the air
They'll be the worlds to have
And I'll have none
But I'll be happy
Until the day the shovel
Dumps them back on me

© 2010 deep sea connor


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deep sea connor
deep sea connor

chicago, IL



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