ericboy's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Educator's Appreciation Weekend Does Funny Things To Me Oh, the fine art of forgetting what we'd shared dressed in blue, dressed in red, dressed in purple Me... in your room, on your bed, and the wind through the curtains that blows for only me and only you only us two at all and the calendars on the wall that I have turned three times since you came into my life set up shop, rearranging in my mind disrupted thought, threw away things left behindLike theme songs to TV Shows or locker combinations that I used in Middle School the name of the girl I wrote this line for: "Well, she listens to Tool and she's nobody's fool 'cause she knows she's Crazy Cool." No, I'd dare not make a sound but with time and trying I'll find that I can fly underground with a thirty-coin purse in a parallel universe where Jesus might betray me I'll sing your name aloud In my own slow way I'll learn there's an asinine machine that's buried in your brain that makes tears when it churns while you're chewing on a match that will never, ever catch 'cause it's wet down to its fibers So I'll be alone when I burn 10:52 p.m. - 2004-10-10 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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