Friday, June 11, 2004
I am sitting at school, killing four hours between classes. Fun times! I should be studying for exams which are coming up but for some strange reason I don't feel like it:) Here is some depressing poetry I wrote, which mirrors how I am feeling right now:
Is It Over
Has it passed
like dew
in summer ray,
a breath that
seemed, to
last forever,
broke, at break
of day,
Is this the end
of what was true,
the seperation,
of me and you
Is It Over
Has it passed
like dew
in summer ray,
a breath that
seemed, to
last forever,
broke, at break
of day,
Is this the end
of what was true,
the seperation,
of me and you