why,
can't I be happy?
I wasn't last night,
I wasn't a dream,
I wasn't random
or fearless
and I certainly wasn't
pride.
No I was me,
lost
in a crowded room.
So droll
so damp,
and faded.
He smiled,
and she hugged him
You smiled
and they all saw right through it.
Copyright (c)David DeSantis
you smiled and they saw through it that you were not mine not theirs either then whose are you or, is whose a loose word not meant to belong anywhere I need me a new girlfriend. This tickled me, Dave Mark
I think you need a girlfriend too lol, good writing as always,10 Lynda xx
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Laoibhse is presently unaccounted for.... wink wink, nod nod.... anyone seen a blind horse around here? ?