Sooth say
A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond. The sound of half a duck quacking.
Monday, July 07, 2014
We're not orphaned, lost inside the rain
We just forgot to wander back again
Heavy eyes and heavy sighs
Home is where you hang goodbyes
I shall find you
My brightest diamond
And rescue me
From the clay
Wednesday, July 02, 2014
Adrift
Every
Single
Moment
The fulcrum of eternity.
I find
Myself
Unhinged
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