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Mar 22, 2010
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dumbstruck
the sun stands up
heedless of my cry
stinging my senses
like a lie
words once borne
on filaments of air
polished to pale glass now
with care/worn/fury
my mouth made mute
closed by it`s own sick inertia
heedless of my cry
stinging my senses
like a lie
words once borne
on filaments of air
polished to pale glass now
with care/worn/fury
my mouth made mute
closed by it`s own sick inertia
— bad reiniger, Mar 22, 2010
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franny50
16 years 2 months ago
Very lovely short poem,full
bad reiniger
16 years 2 months ago
thanks fran trying to
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