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I huddle in the fading sun,
From left to right I keep my spot,
I'd thought ahead; I'd have missed the fun,
With "down the road" as I was taught.
As the warm sun sets, there goes my smile,
It leaves to come, I lie to rot,
My grasp is weak, but in a while,
What held my holders soon will not.
- Title: What Held My Holders
- Artist: sluhg
- Description: Just a REALLY freaky dream i had. Mainly because it kept coming back each night, and i always woke up laughing. Had to put it in a short poem to make it go away. Shortest poem I ever wrote, but hey, it's catchy!!
- Date: 08/08/2009
- Tags: what held holders
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