Do I Know You?
I walk down the side walk of a big city.So many strangers.
So many familiarities.
So little friends.
So alone.
I walk down the side walk of a big city.
So much black.
So many high heels.
so many blonde heads.
So many work-aholics.
So much conformity.
I walk down the side walk of a big city.
So unusual in my red coat.
So unusual with my black hair.
So unusual in my sneekers.
So unusual I havent conformed.
Poetry by Valerie
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Written on 2006-10-22 at 04:47
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