sophieA Poem by Jacob.i figured a living that's going to sound mad i can walk on the streets singing my tune.
and money had arrived no soon than
upon the horizon; the moon.
me and my band, corporate, arrived
to the last piece. my greatest compliment,
when she smiled.
© 2009 JacobAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on April 6, 2009 AuthorJacobbangalore, IndiaAboutGood is bad, Bad is good, What is what, Nobody knows. Does this define me? Nobody knows. more..Writing
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