The Window
Out the window
I do see
Faces looking
Back at me
Raining, cool
And heart's content
Living straight
Or fully bent
Glistening sorrows
Tales to tell
Burying burrows
My own Hell.
3-13-09
I do see
Faces looking
Back at me
Raining, cool
And heart's content
Living straight
Or fully bent
Glistening sorrows
Tales to tell
Burying burrows
My own Hell.
3-13-09
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