Endless cliff |
I was dancing on clouds and broken strings
That I once used for stitching broken dreams of life
Dreams of night brought hope and comfort to my mind
More than the light of day which blinded my eyes to ...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Nov 2005 16:24:00 GMT |
justified bleachers |
There was a pause in the midst of screaming lights and words
A deadly calm in my pond of ripples that kept me afloat
Above this world of races and segregated bleachers
Until I felt the faces of yellow...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Oct 2005 00:02:00 GMT |
