I Am Not a Poet But I Think I Write Poems Where do we go from here baby? Trapped in a cyclone maybe. I guess that’s just the way it be. where are we now baby? Drowning in what could be maybe. I guess that’s just the way it be. Where are you now baby? Away for the day maybe. I guess that’s...This is a truncated preview of the original post. Press here to view the full post. Post Comment Receive notifications Add a comment...
