Friday, May 6, 2011

Poem-A-Day: Day 540

When I Start To (Break It All Down)
their point of view
wants to tell me
if I have I been careless.

Can I make it better?

when I break down
it's perfectly clear
everything's gonna be alright.

Where is nothing else sweet surrender?

I deserve to make it through
I'm sure it should all break down
it's perfectly clear.

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