Friday, December 08, 2006

Wrong, wrong, wrong...

Fly.
Again.
Missed.
*
It's all wrong.
North to South.
East through West.
Not going to happen.
**
Just like those before me,
Won't live to see half of it.
***
I am mine and mine still none.
****
Grievance akin to legal blessings,
Won't even know until half's expired.
Reasons that betrayed the little I believe,
Won't ever pull them out before they're ripe.
*****
Hang on to this artificial lease they now call life.
Well, F* it and what THEY've been making of it.
******
Though this still remains true of ideals and integrity:
Life is what YOU make of it
*******
Ain't my fault. Ain't theirs either. Whose it is, I'll be searching...

H.H.H.H.H

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