FRISBEE
throw a Frisbee in the air.
and hope to God it comes back here.
make a promise.
fight a tear.
and hope to God you're welcome here.
shed one word of truth and doubt.
make that person scream or shout.
hold them close then let them go.
throw a Frisbee in the air.
and hope to God it comes back here
FOREVER
i hear the whispers.
love me. love me.
i want to feel something.
forever i belong with you.
i want you to take me there.
show me through your eyes.
i want to make something.
something that blows you away,
forever i belong with you.
my music is filled with your voice.
THIS PEN
this pen writes so much.
the permanant effect is so thrilling.
knowing you can't go back once you put it to paper.
don't panic.
i am sure there is a way to take it back.
if you really want to.
throw it away.
or burn it or tear it into tiny little pieces.
there might be a way.
but think about it before you use this pen.
this pen is my destiny and your right or wrong answer.
hold the pen sturdy or don't hold it at all.
2 comments:
Okay, so I'm related to a freakin' genius. I can't believe it!
I love it all, but the frisbee section is profound!
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