Friday, April 24, 2009

A cliché break up

Although our love once shone bright like a star
But for some unknown reason it has dimmed
For now that burning star is dead and far
And all of our compassion has been trimmed
And with no searing passion in our soul
That star is now a remnant of our past
And now my heart is hard and black as coal
Tis a shame our love has left us so fast
But do not think of this as a sad day
For I would not want you to ever weep
But think of this as a chance if you may
So walk away from misery so deep
So now go and think of the fun we had
And hopefully you will find new fine lad

Monday, April 6, 2009

my future epitaph

By reading this
you forfeit life
pick the spot,
grab the spade.