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catalogue
post its on a wall
the photograph tray
fulfilled
all the blue bulletproof
happiness
scuffed with days
scoured in nights
debris
and the trail
the trail is long
and haunted
with fretful ghosts
that whisper in
the night and draw
me from dreams
lucid and leering
everything rushs
like a swollen creek
the water weaving
the sky is calling
and I feel like
Im falling
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Comments
Esker
Mon, 2011-04-11 10:19
could have written this in
could have written this in long for about what I am feeling
but sometimes its just words that best make an impression...