Be
I do not mind ideas or creedsAll I ask
Is do not talk rapid or
Foundationless to me.
I can consider shadows
But please make sure
They are new...
I am having problems with
Your grey hazinness leaking
Inharmonious to rain to imbue
How selfish will I be.
Things become alive
That I can love and hate.
Poetry by jenks

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Written on 2011-07-02 at 02:59




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