I don't know

NonsenverserPosted by Per-Erik Melander Sat, February 25, 2012 14:33:42

I don't know what day it is,

Or if it's dark or fair;

Somehow, that's just the way it is,

And I don't really care.

I go to this and that place,

I seem alive and well;

My pillow's just a wet place,

My breast an empty shell!

And I've a faded dream to sell.

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