Like a balloon on a string
i float along happily
through the clouds
i drift through
and leave with droplets
rolling down my surface
my air slowly seeps through
i am sinking
and graze the floor
With my nose in the dirt
my legs in the air
a fire beneath me
life as a balloon
floating with no cares
is harder than first it seems
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Tuesday, 10 February 2009
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