Sunday, December 28, 2014

I know not

I know not what I want
I know not what I need
I know yet that I m amiss
With wit and humor doing charades
With pumpkin people killing parades
I know not what I miss
The fun and the glee
Seem so much as my pree
The sadness and glum
Look as if we were never chums
But when I know me and know me enough
I see that something is amiss
My smiles are miseried with sadness hidden in cavities
My sadness is amiss with sharing between friends

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