11:17 PM 26 April 2007

by Kristi   Sep 17, 2007


I'm busy
No time to think
about you
Busy Busy Busy
But when I
when I stop
You creep
come creeping in
I try to push you out
pretend to be busy
but no
every cell phone ring
every message and piece of mail
I wonder
I hope
Its you saying you still love me
you made a mistake
you want me back
but it never is.
So you creep in
Memories don't fade
more vivid every time
creeping in
And then I'm busy
Busy
Busy
Busy

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  • 18 years ago

    by Ashes of a Black Rose aka Night Child

    Theres a lot of really good flow to this piece. there were a couple of places where you might be able to add some detail/elaborate, but over all, good work!

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