What's Your Name?
Something 'bout the summer skyAir all around me leaves me soothed
You can't deny its pleasant sigh
My mind alone has set and smoothed
Your essense here is not unknown
Nobody else has ever shown
And you should know that greatness lies ahead
My thoughts of you cannot be cyphered, plain, or read
Ending your career is what will start you on the bend
Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2007-04-01 at 06:16
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