movingA Poem by newyearnormapacking boxes closing them with tape time to move to a new place i just got here and yet its time to move again when will my life be calm probably never my life is like living in a hurricane always blowing in the wind THIS time is it im going to stay here for a while the lie i always tell myself © 2011 newyearnorma |
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