Thursday, December 22, 2011

The Extravagant Giant Lumbers Forth

I will write until it is written and then I will be done with them
In any direction but one in a place of now
Anything you'd like to share do you think before you care

This will be finished very quickly and then where will we all go
It was not thought all the way through
Why would it finish now that's not what we did then

This will be finished very quickly we shall be gone soon enough
Well I fell much better now I feel good somehow
That little spider on the wall is welcome to this room an it doesn't seem to mind if I hang out too

Where everything fits content to be small where nothing needs a great size in a universe complete
It is freedom you have and love that you do why choose to blame
Will it stop the rain or take your pain? Your just wet nothing to regret

Attepting to do every perfect nothing one time and the simple way
And I would be finished enough

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