The Dusty Fan...

by AJ   Jul 21, 2005


You know its there,
you don't bother, to do anything
your life is too busy
for you to even care,
and now it sits, and sits
and builds, and builds
till one day,
you open the door
and the wind flys threw,
and all thats left
is something you didn't do.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Animus

    That was great.
    You need to write more.
    Nicole