Sunday, April 4, 2010

The Breezy Wind
It fell upon my knees
And rustled the trees
Send a shiver down my spine
Yet its whisper was so fine.

The fresh air filled my lungs
and sweet upon my tongue
It was the breezy wind
Yes, I just stood there and grinned.


SUPER BORED>>> STILL SICK!

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