Here he comes
'A haunting
When my father fell
I saw the blood
'A falling
Eyes raging
I feel the clouds
Collapsing
Sepia world
Dark spots
Speckled on your shirt
Backwards friend
I take my vengeance
Bare-handed
Twisted fate
Your holes are big as mine
Monday, May 19, 2008
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backwards friend.
i love that.
did you see Pete's comment on my last post about hi friend's poetry blog? you should check it out.
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