Sooth say
A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond. The sound of half a duck quacking.
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
They say that Mars used to cry
That tears would streak her ruddy cheeks
The lonely mother of no one
Monday, June 10, 2013
The Maiden
It isn't fair
To be so beautiful
And still so lost
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