Forget those thoughts
They will kill you
Your memories
No longer true
Make a new past
Not full of tears
Erase all held
Create repairs
Wise up, small mind
Time to mature
Toss out the old
And all impure
6/1/13
YOU ARE READING
Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
