Poem

Sep 18, 2006 13:24


Around the corner I have a friend,

In this great city that has no end,

Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,

And before I know it, a year is gone.

And I never see my old friends face,

For life is a swift and terrible race,

She knows I like her just as well,

As in the days when I rang her bell.

And she rang mine but we were younger then,

And now we are busy ( Read more... )

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pooh25 October 20 2006, 16:23:12 UTC
j'adore ton poeme en passant.. :)

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