05/02/08 Same girl, Same problem, new year

Old stuff

I sit at my desk, and I ponder some prose
I want to capture these feelings, from being pricked by the rose
I keep heading back, to the garden with care
I know it's always stupid, but it's my cross to bear
Maybe I'll learn, or maybe apply
This lesson of life, instead of letting it pass me by
All I know is this, this simple 'ol sight
I'm a fucking retard, and I should just die tonight.

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