Poetry 3 - The ever cheery geek

I repeat my statement to you at nauseum
But you never listen
I proclaim the wonders of modern functions
But you live in the past

I smirk when I get my way
I cry out in pain when I don't
The endless see of troubled times
Still lingers when you are gone

Caught in mid air
like a drop of rain falling to earth
Who's fate is sealed
Stuck in an endless circle

TheFuzz

Posted 2 months ago

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