Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Ptitz, Jun 15, 2009.

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  1. Ptitz

    Ptitz Well-Known Member

    I wake up at three pm
    There she is right next to me
    Cant remember whats her name
    Damn i need an aspirine

    Making my way to the bathroom
    Wondering why is it like that
    Why do i feel so euphoric
    Even though i feel so empty

    Why do i laugh at the mirror
    Even though i want to break it
    Why does my heart hurt so badly
    Even though i think i have none

    Humor of this situation
    Makes it easy to continue
    God must be an organ grinder
    And i am his favorite monkey
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  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    Good poem :hug:
  3. NotSureAnymore

    NotSureAnymore Well-Known Member


    God must be an organ grinder.
  4. Ptitz

    Ptitz Well-Known Member

    ha, thanks guys! thats my first, the only things i ever wrote were shitty haikus.
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