Splashes of cold water touches my exhausted lips,
As I hear the elevator goes "Ding",
And it shouts "Gravity!"
In a big room,
Blue pumas protecting this place,
Little kids running wild tagging each other,
Dancing girls trying to hike up a ladder
Tying their ropes to the respected flag
Boys showing off their muscles
By wrestling each other.
The room is filled with warmth and jolly
For every event in the place connects with each other,
Like one big family.
I never leave that place without a smile on my face
The place had its ups and downs
A man with flashy lens records
Everything in the back corner.
The aroma of coffee seals everything up
This is my favorite place.
- Ky-Viet Dang
March 29, 2010
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Living in the present.
PoetryUnsure of what the future holds. Still holding onto the past. Every emotion is valid and life is too short. Don't be afraid to be vulnerable - know what it feels like, what it looks like. You are not alone. Believe that you are worth it. You can't c...
