| Open Poetry #26 |
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Middlge grounds |
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Chris- Member
since 2003-06-09
Posts 52 |
my fingertips ached like a leg with no blood asleep and awake with an earthen glass full of mud gulping it down like i was dieing of soul I was in need of so much that I ran out of control I drained all the life like a vampires bite but without the gift of eternity or the curse of the light I have no evil to give nor good to reclaim I'm lost without a side like red rover without a name so into existence i go away from this gray this middle of the road which has held me to stay |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
the middle of the road...hard to get away from |
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