Bluereign
PaintingHappyLittleTrees
- Joined
- Jul 11, 2003
- Posts
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Tired but can't sleep,
Nothing interests me,
calm disinterest,
surrounds me.
Here I lie in bed,
Feet bare and cold,
Growing weary,
of getting old.
The world is asleep,
Awake am I,
o what I'd give,
To rise and fly.
So bored I write,
a poem so bad,
to waste my time,
till it's off to bed.
Nothing interests me,
calm disinterest,
surrounds me.
Here I lie in bed,
Feet bare and cold,
Growing weary,
of getting old.
The world is asleep,
Awake am I,
o what I'd give,
To rise and fly.
So bored I write,
a poem so bad,
to waste my time,
till it's off to bed.