On the stairs up to my officeIs a plant.
It’s not happy.
It’s not sad.
It just is.
I wish I were that plant.
girl in search of meaning
On the stairs up to my officeIs a plant.
It’s not happy.
It’s not sad.
It just is.
I wish I were that plant.
Posted in Poetry.
– April 14, 2009
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Please dont you ever wish that. That would not be living, it would be just existing naa..