I
wait
for
the flood
of thoughts
as they
scurrey
along the
rims of
doubt
and in
moments
I catch
them
falling
into
barrels
which
roll
down
the hills
of my
colliding
dreams
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thoughts being lost..I guess
Submitted:Jul 21, 2007 Reads: 104 Comments: 2 Likes: 0
I
wait
for
the flood
of thoughts
as they
scurrey
along the
rims of
doubt
and in
moments
I catch
them
falling
into
barrels
which
roll
down
the hills
of my
colliding
dreams
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