Saturday, November 19, 2005

See The Past

Rise and shine ,
As the scorching sun ,
Burns ur sleepy eyes open .

Slow and nice ,
It tears ur eyelids apart ,
And scar ur eyes with bloody tears .

Smooth and fine ,
The eyes will lose its sight ,
And soon ur eyebags grow heavier .

Right in time ,
U'll see nothing of the present ,
And the future , but only things of the past .