Wednesday, September 24, 2008


I found this poem in my old notebook. It's amazing what you make that you don't even remember. I must've been pissed.

Every chance you get
Is a chance you seize
Faking it all
And aiming to please
Smiting the truth:
You do it with ease
I won't fall for you're spell
Or catch your disease


Lynnis said...

Stay away from lepers, Haven. How is this about?

Haven said...

I don't know, I just thought of something off the top of my head. Maybe I was subconsciously thinking of somebody I was angry at.

Elle said...