Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Open Mic

Iife is like a wave, you never know when it will crash.
School is like a old song, you want it to end.
Homework is like being sick, you dread the moment until it is over.
Writing is like art, you can create infinate things.
Poems are like girls, they seem to get better over time. sometimes.

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