Ryan’s at the frat,
Paul’s not picking up
And I’m beneath the stars
Wasting time on dreams again
When every adventure in the world
Is no further than a heartbeat.
Saturday, November 3, 2007
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I've always been of the opinion that poetry doesn't have to be stuffy and academic, but vital, relevant and fun. All thoughts and commentary appreciated.
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