hrafdsa |
the rain falling from the sky
as if it was coming from an angle from the heavens above
as the tears hit the concreate
Posted by on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 20:24:00 GMT |
the leaf |
the whisping wind blowing through the bradford pears
the leaf blows from the winters past.
it lands on the honey dew grass of the tomorrow.
being far from the tree it will grow old and die without the...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Mar 2006 18:48:00 GMT |
the angles |
the angle with the tatterted wings falls far from the sky.
it hovers above the field of broken intercoms in which one day shall burn.
it knows not why it hovers but it does and one day will becom...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Feb 2006 23:00:00 GMT |
the sun will rise |
As the sun rise in a broken home the sun will see nothing but a shadow of people, people that do not live like people but of the roaches that fill that same house, if the sun is seen by the people the...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Dec 2005 19:44:00 GMT |
