Monday, 31 October 2011

The Only Goodbye

A dog that knows you
Will never bite your leg,
And since day one you bit
Off way more than you could chew;
You think you could know,
You couldn't even tell the truth,
You never knew what to do;
Your an empty shell biting down,
But only on the denture;
The only port in the storm,
Not even a thirst quencher;
You never knew,
But you know, because that is just what you do,
You can carry your bags of shit up that hill;
I'm off to adventure.

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