There's a knock on the door

And just for a second I thought I remembered you

So I open the door
It's the friend that I left in the hallway

Please sit down
A candlelit shadow on the wall by the bed

You know I hate to ask
But are 'friends' electric?

Is this a poem from tumblr?

>>2
*Does the robot dance*
*grabs dick*

Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call today his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow, do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Be fair or foul or rain or shine,
The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

JACKSON 5 GET

>>5
fuck you you motherfucker my cousin was molested by michael jackson