Out Back Counting Stars

BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
edited March 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
He loved watching the stars
So bright and beautifull
They distracted his attention
And filled his thoughts with wonder
of endless possibilities
It got to the point
where he'd go to his spot
and just wait for them to appear
It sustained him for many months

but still, The morning always came
"Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
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