Friday, September 9, 2011

Fix You.

Try to fix me.
Things, we merely are.
And high up the ground
When the sky is only one road
Just watching birds turning
Into vehicles carrying
Motionless weight.
I got lost in the glamor, instead.
I envy the birds.
"I am stuck in reverse."
 Bring me the happiness 
In a box,
And not 
Just a paradox.


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