Nihil Obstat Posted April 23, 2013 Share Posted April 23, 2013 Into the broad earth, a single seed Extended its roots And bore fruit that was still unripe The fruit wants to hurry up And turn orange-coloured Basking in your light My ideals and dreams only expand Notice me, hey I tried to eat An orange today, too But it was still sour, and I cried Because it's unlike me to leave any behind I ate it all I loved it; I felt like crying I loved it; I loved it Even if they're similar, they're different Mandarins and oranges Friends and lovers And our two hearts, too Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Anastasia13 Posted April 23, 2013 Author Share Posted April 23, 2013 A vase broke one day Many years ago Shards of broken glass Stayed swept out of view A thing of beauty Painfully undone Hidden off in the dark Though life went all around Only those that saw it break Knew a broken vase was there Its form smashed beneath the carpet Though people went by and by The vase once beautiful Now worn and dirty shards One day a cleaner came And found the vase that broke Out from the rug He swept the dust Cleared off the dirt from the glass And thought it was beautiful Although he was a cleaner by trade By hobby he made puzzles and art He took the glass home to glue and make A lovely display of line and light The vase that once lost its value Now held a beautiful bouquet Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nihil Obstat Posted April 23, 2013 Share Posted April 23, 2013 Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt It is so big. She looks like One of those rap guys' girlfriends But, y'know, who understands those rap guys? They only talk to her, because She looks like a total prostitute, 'kay? I mean, her butt, is just so big I can't believe it's just so round, it's like Out there, I mean - gross. Look! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Anastasia13 Posted April 23, 2013 Author Share Posted April 23, 2013 I hate that I listened to you. What is right you never knew And who am I, but someone whose through. All the times I tried to please you left me in hurting like you do. All those days I tried to change me, it deranged me, pained me, constrained me, Turned me into someone new. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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