Getting oldA Poem by drave
There comes a time when you have to sit up and realize that you are too old to offer to listen to a teenagers problems,
Unless you are a social worker or a priest or a close family friend. I have finally had those most horrible of thoughts for a man passing 30.... "Oh s**t..I'M the creepy one" and "I can't go to jail for just trying to be nice can I?" and "Damn..I'm glad I didn't offer her any candy." I'm officially old now. © 2010 drave |
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2 Reviews Added on July 30, 2010 Last Updated on July 30, 2010 AuthordraveTXAboutNew to the site..old to writing..trying to kind of kick start a tired muse. I can handle criticism and am definitely looking for new friends/influences/sources/enemies/co-conspirators/nut jobs/ect... more..Writing
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