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Laugh, laugh, laugh.
The sound reverberates
I can hear it in my chest
Your laughter makes me smile
Do you remember the curly haired boy with brown eyes?
Do you remember the unfunny jokes?
Do you remember laying in the ground and laughing
As if the laughter had sprung from some well deep within the earth?
No wind could take away your tears of joy,
I have seen absolute hilarity
It came in the form of an inappropriate joke
You couldn’t stop laughing even though everyone was looking.
Those times are were too funny
They’ve become sad
All that’s left is a longing to hear
Laugh, laugh, laugh.
Edit:
new word: truth without wisdom
Last edited by albania; 09-07-2007 at 04:53 PM..
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