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Jan 19, 2011
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Bona wrote
I clamour here
staggering
under the chalk moon
remember when your words
pressed against my happiness
now its fingers on the temple
and the wind rising
the last entries
lost per centages
tallying
and ragged in the whole
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Esker
14 years 5 months ago
short
I like the short better then the long sometimes
Kailashana2
14 years 5 months ago
Indeed, Steven. Sometimes
Indeed, Steven. Sometimes you kill the music with the lyrics. ;-)
~A
Victorclaude
14 years 5 months ago
I think I've seen the moon of
I think I've seen the moon of which you speak.