When sun dies into mountain
Spent from all the heat
And wisting winds wax cool, then
Cold, the bones to cheat
O faces fat then thin look
Back but never see
The wormwood eyes, the soul shook
Silent, all for thee
Wednesday, May 08, 2013
Saturday, January 05, 2013
happy
Am I happy?
I've been happier.
When?
Kindergarten.
Before
I
figured
out
that
I
was
all
alone
.
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