I'm An IdiotA Poem by Caleu Andrade
Circling around and around with no purpose at all, complaining all the
while. Helpful hands are push aside as I make my entry to die.
Oh but I said I would try, but not that much. Changing the title will do all the best, which Don't change a thing i must confess. All friends tossed aside, left only with wide eyes and minds short of memory. Things are funny I think. © 2011 Caleu Andrade |
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Added on September 8, 2011 Last Updated on September 8, 2011 Author
Caleu AndradeNVAboutMan Within, "Where I've come from doesn't matter. What does is that I'm now here." Caleú Andrade Frazier I'm a producer currently working on my first Private Sundance film. A military.. more..Writing
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