February 5, 2011

Still Capable of Immaturity

'One Day dot dot dot' is my phrase,
I am a compulsive dreamer
I can sit in a crowd and daze
With open eyes, I can sleep to reality.
I like this line,
sadly it didn't rhyme.
Fuck practicality
and the seemingly perfect poem.
I will create my own world
with lots of trees and breezy air.
Where I can sit outdoors and write.
In my world, 
I will write all the time,
there will be no block 
Each drop of my blood
will create a prose of its own.
I will create my own world.


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