Nicely Done

30Oct07

Run run run away from civilisation.
Spin spin spin into your arms.
Dance prance trance into breaking dawn.

How quiet and quaint is the view from my bed, of my room.
Picture this : faint orange glow, photographs and motionless surroundings.
Paint the walls dark red, make it uber cool.
Hang portraits of pop-art and abstract paintings,
leaving it lying on the corner of my rectangular room, 
for me to make out a guess every hour of the day.

That would mean a hundred and sixty-eight guesses,
ranging from flowers to woeful women.. how exhausting.

My ceiling is bare.
Nice.
My shelves are empty, and my floor is littered with files and magazines.
Wrong.

Sixteen months, you and me. Hello happy, thank you awesome, see you later trooper! (:

 *bitch elearning & MST.

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