A poem for me…
She Didn’t Mean to Do It
by Daisy Fried
Oh, she was sad, oh, she was sad.
She didn’t mean to do it.
Certain thrills stay tucked in your limbs,
go no further than your fingers, move your legs through their paces,
but no more. Certain thrills knock you flat
on your sheets on your bed in your room and you fade
and they fade. You falter and they’re gone, gone, gone.
Certain thrills puff off you like smoke rings,
some like bell rings growing out, out, turning
brass, steel, gold, till the whole world’s filled
with the gonging of your thrills.
But oh, she was sad, she was just sad, sad,
and she didn’t mean to do it.
6 Responses to “A poem for me…”
hi scart! drop by lang ako.. tagal na din ako di nakapag blog hop.. ingat ka lagi! muahz
Thanks for everything you’ve done for me! I’ve already started posting!
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kung ano man yun. kung sakin mo man nagawa ur forgiven. sorry wala ako lagi sa tabi mo at pinabayaan kita. sorry kkung lagi kita sinasaktan. sorry kung laging kang na babadtrip sakin. sorry sa lahat. mahal na mahal kita at ayaw kita mawala. wag ka naman mawala sakin sobrang mahal kita hindi mo lang alam.
haloo! sorry ngayon lang uli ako nakavisit, pasukan na naman!:cry:
why are you sad, for whatever its worth i hope you’ll get better soon!:wave:
Hey ate scart!! may new home na ko!! weeeee.!




By: dre on Jun-17-06 at 3:14 am
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what didn’t u mean to do?
anyway, whatever that is, i hope it’ll pass and u’d feel better :hug: