Thu, 06/12/2014 - 12:38 -- ryannk


Looking out my window where

I think I thought I saw

But no, alas, it couldn't be

Quite an impossibility

But for a second

It could be

But not a chance

Though it might seem

It continues to haunt me

In my dreams

Realistic no, but still

Maybe it could happen

It might, it will

Then my hope is crushed

But wait what's that?

Could it be? Wait, no

Oh well, that's that

This curse, it haunts me

What's that you say?

What could possibly plague me

Each and every day?

The curse, you see

Is quite clearly:

My indecisibility!



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