The Poor Man Part II
When you see me, though,
Does the same thing happen?
Do you see me,
And think about me,
When I'm there,
And then forget me when I'm not?
You don't escape my mind.
Peace,
Justin
Does the same thing happen?
Do you see me,
And think about me,
When I'm there,
And then forget me when I'm not?
You don't escape my mind.
Peace,
Justin
posted by Jw at 9:21 PM
1 Comments:
its a long time since i came. i seemed to have missed put a lot of them. :(
abt this one...
This takes one of my thoughts in a new direction. and only makes me realise, once again.. surely thoughts have no dimensions, each one connected to another. thts the beauty of thinking... of writing :)
The short and crisp form makes it more beautiful. keep writing.
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