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so heres the story.....

i have this piece of shit volvo that barely runs and is about to be completely useless in a cople of months... so having no life a bunch of friends and i decided to grafitti up the inside.... ulatimetely leaving the roof seats doors and dash completely covered in sharpie... its quite a sight i should really put up some pix of it... anyway a few days ago it was raining and i was feeling kinda depressed having not gotten laid in a while and i wrote this poem on my backseat. i felt that it was so moving so powerful that i need to share it with the world and not knowing much about trying to publish it this blog will have to do. so here it is.....

inapproately titled the volvo poem:

Oh woe is me for love is lost!

Tis a thing of empty dreams,

But alas the heart does want

And long lonely thoughts.

It is unreachable or so it seems,

But still i reach, damn the cost

Am i to forever be...

This helpless wanderer

Ever searching for the cause?

Always out of reach

Oh woe is me and mine doth sought

Till the end when i do die!

I just hope for naut,

And the uncounted tears i cry!

For what the heart does want,

But for somewhere yet unknown.

Till that moment in time

All i can do is look and cry!

Hoping for mines hearts design

Chilling still, thrilling no lie

Tis a thought i dont hold,

But still the days i grow old,

Searching for i do want.

Oh woe is me till i die