BlueLijn

Monday, July 03, 2006

Bittersweet

See the shirts that line the walls
and watch the faces change
Drink down the bittersweet
as they place the bait
But be the last to bite
Lay it down with words of sweet
Leave the bottles where they stand
But take the pen
for miles away
the lines will come when they can

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