Your reaction is slow,
eyes are without glow,
mind in a constant row.
No need to wallow,
that the hopes you follow,
are full of holes and hallow.
Some knowledge I'll bequeath,
so sigh some relief,
know that existence is brief.
Jan 25, 2010
Jan 25, 2010 at 9:32 PM UTC
Your reaction is slow,
eyes are without glow,
mind in a constant row.
No need to wallow,
that the hopes you follow,
are full of holes and hallow.
Some knowledge I'll bequeath,
so sigh some relief,
know that existence is brief.