Wednesday, April 22, 2009

all i ever write about is american idol

(inspired by Things Fall Apart)

Does nothing fit like the proverbial glove?
Maybe we don't all aim for love
For once piece to fit the other makes room
By banishing others to hopeless doom
As a bonfire lighter in a violent shower
Do we blindly attempt to mend with our power
What do we miss in our groping attempt?
Life changing love where no one's exempt

I know nothing about poems. Don't judge me! :]

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