(March -08)
I'm drowning in my "routiny"
have almost lost my tongue
it's withering from mutiny
my witty brain still young
in need of "all that jazz", my friend
my soul forgets to sing
creating sassy health and tend
to need a better sting...
it's hard to keep the upper lip
in place and very stiff
from tears I get a daily sip
forgetting joy and riff...
Poetry by Caprice
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Written on 2009-04-10 at 15:53
Tags Lost Routine Mutiny
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Lost
I'm drowning in my "routiny"
have almost lost my tongue
it's withering from mutiny
my witty brain still young
in need of "all that jazz", my friend
my soul forgets to sing
creating sassy health and tend
to need a better sting...
it's hard to keep the upper lip
in place and very stiff
from tears I get a daily sip
forgetting joy and riff...
Poetry by Caprice
Read 821 times
Written on 2009-04-10 at 15:53
Tags Lost Routine Mutiny
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