I twisted finger |
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Reaches out to touch
Misses just slightly
But not by much
A cloak of darkness
Not bothered by light
A flash o...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 23:39:00 GMT |
Late at night |
It's late at night
And here I sit
I am so tired
But sleep does not come
My mind whirls
Thoughts do not cease
Memories twisted
From lack of sleep
My eyes water
As I stifle a yawn
Stretchi...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 23:36:00 GMT |
Poems You’re gone |
You're gone
I'm all alone
With only the walls
To listen to my cries
You walked out the door
With out looking back
You left me there
With tears streaming down my face
I crawl under the c...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 23:32:00 GMT |
