Tuesday, March 2, 2010

I walk on crossed roads
With petals many,
Some green, some yellow
And some a mid mix

There are footsteps that tap,
Some fast, some slow,
Some confused and random

I walk on crossed roads,
I can hear people talk,
Some loud, some whisper,
Few it seems like they’ve fallen in love...

I walk alone,
I drift, I sail, I hum,
Random thoughts pass,
Some fast, some slow, some waver,
Along with the mood

I walk on crossed roads
I drift, I sail, I hum...



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