or two
does it really matter 
how many times
you smiled at me?
past can embrace
and put you 
in a cage
built of dark glass
I do actually
prefer to be a prisoner
of this 
what happens now
allow me for that
or more times
so please

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  1. magnasubrosa says:

    Life is still worthwhile, if you face it with just a smile. Thank you for sharing this!

  2. A smile can mean so much!

  3. Ian Moone says:

    really liking it, can one ask is this Polish past tense like french? I have to admit in my head I rearrange the tense, I do it at home as well as I am the only English person in the bedsit I live in.

    • poojycat says:

      if I could answer to that… I have no idea if Polish and French past tense are alike 🙂 I am guessing it must be quite interesting and also… educational for you sharing home with other nationalities? 🙂

      • Ian Moone says:

        I really enjoy it yes, but sometimes I get really confused and have to wait while someone translates for me 🙂

      • poojycat says:

        That must be fun as well 🙂 I remember how embarassing was my “baby english” few years back! when people were looking at me with this bizzare expression on their faces, trying to figure out what the hell I just wanted to say! 😀

  4. Robyn Lee says:

    Loved this poojy ~ 🙂

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