Puzzles Dome
The same feeling as before,so cold and scared,
reality in front of me,
flowers falling apart,
crashing in the ground,
Tears on the walls,
cracks in the ceiling,
foot steps on the floor,
paintings in the air,
me sitting in the middle,
Screaming inside,
dark in my look on the outside,
disappearing,
piece by piece,
fading from lifes puzzle
Poetry by Alexander
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Written on 2006-03-10 at 17:46
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