happy,sad


revolving doors


revolving doors
revolving doors


belts, barnacles and revolving doors,
it is here where life makes sence, why,
you dont really know, maybe its your
comfort zone, or a trip to the zoo, still
with out it you feel dumb or nude, kinda
like no gas in a brand new car, , , , , , , ,

DAVID GERARDINO








Poetry by david gerardino
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Written on 2006-12-12 at 05:27

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