When a pair of crutches
Decide to play hide and seek
One frail frame
Curses at the cheek
It aint just the body
Immobile and helpless
When good friends are out on a break
The mind is just as spineless
Yes, crippled and weak
Days drag along, weary and bleak.
Life support
Monday, August 27, 2007Posted by Altoid at 6:32 AM
Labels: Rhyme for a reason
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4 mint(s) of wisdom:
nicely said -- so is this ur own composition? Where'd u get the picture?
NN : Yup :).
Pic : Somewhere on the net, *I think*
:) aww the mint missing sarah and minu I see :)
Chin up emo , the sis is just a click away!
:--)
Nice poem. Hope you bounce back soon.
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