I flooded this system
With cheeky water.
That spill out-
Spell tears
YOU ARE READING
I'm Starting To Think...
Poetry...that everything can come together. It can tell us what we are. It can tell us what the meaning of everything is... If you just smile, You'll see the whole world. Now just smile. {Warning: Old. Bad. Old+Bad= Very bad.}
It Washed Over Me...
I flooded this system
With cheeky water.
That spill out-
Spell tears
