Pretensions
Damsels in distress
Get no attention
Elegant dames
Sometimes are untrue
Maybe they do not pick their noses
But may have hearts so dark
Wave a wand, see beyond
Yay! Today is proper lunch day. I hope.
Crossroads are hard When the time comes to move Sometimes you crash hard Trying to stop the hands of time Which way do I go? Or should I not move at all? Stay rooted in time Stuck in the moment Should I turn back? And run into the arms Of old and safe Be content and sane Crossroads are hard Lead you to the unknown Either way we trudge Is sunshine over there? The crossroads don't tell Perhaps either way Its darkness all around
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