Against Mother Culture

Monday, June 06, 2005

Smiling playfuly and dumbly was her thing
no one could smile more in such a short time
than she could, the squealed laughs cute as a bee
innocent and loving her only way compassion
no better person to nuture you than she
speckled greened gems stared at the dirty ugly stones
happiness is a fleeting moment when it comes
to someone who is cursed to always be moving
happiness is something that is not for everyone
appologized the little rabit
selfishness and greed can not hold on forever
sometimes its just best to let go though cold
it is what sometimes you need to stop and look
and find yourself again
you ll always bee in my heart but i want you to live
go now and look at the mirror and see that you never
changed, i changed.

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