I live a charmed life. Not a poem, by the way!

Tophat's picture

I think that i'm going insane, really.

I'm a bit of a Doctor Lecter, really.

Love lost, and whatnot.

I'm breaking down completely.

I hurt her, but only because she hurt me.

I think.

Well, so it goes.

I hate it.

I hate me.

I think I loved her. Maybe I still do.

I really am a bit mad, methinks.


Fiona Rosge's picture

ho hum

Thats amusing. Was it not a poem?
Come Josephine in my flying machine
Going up she goes up she goes
Balance yourself like a bird on a beam
In the air she goes there she goes
Up, up, a little bit higher
Oh, my, the moon is on fire