February 16, 2006
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I'm gonna try to stop posting my crummy poetry on my site for now on. I know it just takes up space and nobody really reads it anyway.
"He has X-Ray vision even on cloudy days."
Deuces,
Caleb
"Under My Umbrella" by Incubus
When I close my eyes
I can see for miles
There's comfort in my dark seat,
And chaos in the aisles
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see.
When I close my eyes
I remember why I smile
Under my umbrella
I'm an Accomplished Exile
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see.
If this is right, I'd rather be wrong
If this is sight, I'd rather be blind
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see.
If this is right, I'd rather be wrong
If this is sight, I'd rather be blind
Comments (4)
Hey Im the first to comment. lol. what have you been up to? me not to much.. Lates
Fat*Rabbit A.k.A Lacey
I read most of it...usually anywayz. OMG, I am so bored right now. Well, T.T.Y.L. Or something.
Shaya.
hello
Hey, there is this poet guy that I am subscribed to. His name is Tyler Ammon, and I like his poetry. So, I am telling all my friends about him so ppl will real his poems. His xanga name is Steinkalte I think I spelled that right. Well, he is kewlage. Im just sittin here at my housie and stuff. Well, I gotta go. Im on my other site just so you know.
~MUAH~
~*~ Shaya ~*~
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