Monday, May 09, 2005

Empty Spaces

What shall we use
To fill the empty spaces
Where we used to talk
How shall I fill the final places
How shall I complete the wall

-- Pink Floyd

I egg them on, my creative juices..
The flow is stemmed, despite my ruses
Unabashedly I thieve, apologies, Roger Waters
You’ve already explicated, my minds fumbled phrases...

As I vent these melancholy thoughts
my mind clears, I see some bright spots
I’m not one to bring you down
What I’d not give, for a smile to wipe away that frown


Anonymous Anonymous says...

Like that huh? So, fine.

1:02 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous says...

Not that way, there is no way, I'm blind, disoriented, take not a fools rambling to heart.

11:08 AM  

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