In which
I revolve my existence
upon your words
In which
I revolve my joy
upon your laughter
In which I
revolve my fret
upon your fright
In which
I revolved my sadness
upon your desease
In which
I revolve my remorse
upon your demise
In which
I revolve my existence
upon your memories
// Is this a poem you see? Why yes it is, my dear friend, yes it is. It came to me while I was not in school when I was supposed to be.
