Blue live in blue it's good for you drown in sorrow why live for tomorrow a tempest of thought glorious white shine not full in bloom and yet dead in gloom the beauty is easy for any to see I'm dead
"Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart." – Confucius
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Poetry During Class
So, this is a poem that I wrote in class one day. Yeah, I sometimes just ignore the teacher and do whatever I want. I guess I'm a bad student =/
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