Tommrow

Tomorrow I'm on the first bus out to mars,

Finally I have saved enough to live amongst the stars,

My bags are packed, and my wounds have mended.

And finally I can begin my begining.

Thinking of the perfect Haiku to tatoo on my palm,

I hope mars is what I expect,

because I can't afford to come back home....

Writers block and fustrated with the punches that life is throwing to me I know that today alone I have dodge so many of them but I am becoming tired.

I have so much work to do, and the VMA's come on tonight as we all know

well thas all folks

signed

"Yours Truly"

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