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Attempts and Failures

Poetry By: Wandering star

Music, tell tale heart, short and sweet.

Submitted:Dec 17, 2010    Reads: 63    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

At the end of the day when things have let me down I can always go back to that mistress of the night ~ Music.. It creeps in with the still of the dark, sweeping through torn screens like hungry insects sick with the scent of the kill. Like a cold spoon and an empty belly feeding me and feeding me with every twist and turn of self content.


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