![]() february 15thA Poem by Matt Btwenty-two and go white shirts and black light the trains leave late the south-bound leaves last
one and nine left it's a blizzard on the floor and she moves slow when you're on a roll
two until eight-thirty but when it won't hurt the one you love hurt the one you're with
so twenty-one leaves two it might by more the sea will save us if not the boat © 2008 Matt B |
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Added on February 15, 2008 |