My 101 Poetic Thoughts


She was alone and long que of lovers
I was the last how could reach to her
there was'nt any path
Round round and Round
Back to the line wants to become first
I was the last
No money no way no special cast
but I was the last
I wants to be the first
But still standing Last
My wish was dyeing my hope was lost
To have with her a dance
How to be a first
I was the last
Peoples blocking me
I feel my heart will blast
If situation wont change
I will be the past.

Fay Jan 2, 2009
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