pretend play
flying shoes
scarlet stench
silence
empty verses
holding inscriptions
scars demanding
NO MORE!
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Showing posts with label twelve words. Show all posts
Sunday, September 6, 2015
Sunday, August 9, 2015
Bickering Could Be The Death Of You
Asleep on the floor
I hear your breath
separate in the bed
waiting for a signal
bickering
was tiresome
Could you still love me?
I twisted the soft frayed cord
it's use depended on your answer
when you awakened.
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