Heart reduce to coal
Skin that of leather
Eyes crazed like weather
Fall often Springs
The giant nomadical phone rings
Your head contemplating
Everything, irritating
Pure of heart instigating
Cold now never relating
Time coming to a close
People your own foes
hate, hate, hated
wait, wait, weighted
Lost and found.
1 comment:
Hmm. Vivid.
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