06/26/08
Why bother saying how are you
If you won't reply when they tell you
You leave them feeling empty and alone
Hanging out there for an answer
Even flower petals thrown to funeral footsteps
Lend themselves as answers
Void your questions to ever bloom
On one stem smothered smooth with thorns
-huey
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