Note to Ryan if you read this: This poem is not about you. just inspired from what you said. I liked it. "i feel muddy...lovely, you're a poet ryan.
he said he is muddy
a fraction of pain
and a dark scratching
pencil of lead
you all discuss the future
like you know what will be
as if your hopes and dreams
arnt enough
you have to plan
I believe those words were wasted
because if you love you show
dosent that mean more than
syllables to you?
like that lead,
your words are being scratched into my soul
and in the right light
you can see
a poem titles you on my skin.
10:30 pm - Thursday, Oct. 31, 2002
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