Friday, December 11, 2009

cause its worst than marvelous

in a perfect imagination
these thoughts progress to a form, a new trendy fashion
i've painted the day with a color picked from the different corners of my mind
and ive projected thoughts, positive ones.
and this grass grows to a perfect length cleanly shaven.
the scent that follows you everywhere is one that is warm and inviting.
and every scene is our playground.
and every star is cradled.

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