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April 28, 2012 / austreberto

Day twenty-eight

old soul (joe cool)

 

we’ve all said things we didn’t mean

in the heat of the moment

it comes natural to us

especially since we’re so warm blooded

makes me want to move up north

to cool off

 

my temper

doesn’t match my age

even though it is only a number

a small one at that

goddamn

i swear i belong in some other era

 

the sixties or seventies

maybe

 

the beginning of peace love and happiness

and all that jazz

 

my temper

doesn’t match my age

 

will in time

 

until then

i’ll find ways to keep cool

 

shouldn’t be too hard

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  1. Melissa / Apr 28 2012 10:22 pm

    U always speak the truth in your poems i like that

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