Friday, January 15, 2010

Poetry 4 - It is...

It is what it is
call it as it is
If it was it was
call it a remember
It will be what will be
but do not call it future
It could be what could be
do not stop on hope
It is just a drop
passed too fast
but not the last
the name is unknown
the feeling is a little breathe
seemed a storm to pull you down
watched sitted on this horizon
is just a miserable
human being

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