Wednesday, May 02, 2012

My Desk

Category: Poetry/Lyrics

Is covered with a layer of dust,
I’d like to clean it,
And get back to work.

But it’s covered in so much dusk,
That I may never work
On anything else again.

Posted by deminizer on 05/02 at 02:20 AM | Permalink
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