Saturday, April 7, 2012

Day 98/366

The angry man ran up the steps,
Found not what he sought out.
More time wasted ransacking her house,
Time that would never come back.

In the darkness of the night,
From alley to alley he went,
Meeting villains from yesteryear,
But unable to track it down.

What he longed for, he'll never tell.
It's suffice to say it meant a lot.
Call it bad luck or miscalculations,
He never did find what he once forgot.

1 comment:

  1. You can easily write these blogs each and every effing day. But I'm outta words already. Awesome? Jawdropping? Effing good? What to say -.-
    I'll repeat those words again and again. Don't mind :D AWESOME!