Rubics

by last_petal   May 21, 2008


I really hate you,
When no smile depicts,
Blue eyes of you,
Is just like turning back into an old epic.

A strong warrior of the past,
Limiting every emotions,
Believing that you you are always the last,
In each battle that took motion.

Full yourself with continence,
but consoling the second cube,
Dealing things with patience,
Would be just like living in a small tube.

Divest the beaver you wear,
Learn to be fain,
A smile would care,
Veering u in vain.

Efface the fallacy,
Extract the exaltation.

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