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thoughts and breezes

Submitted: January 01, 2014

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Submitted: January 01, 2014



Lay in this room where senile lights fight amongst these shadows whom have taken flight

moon light inscriptions and pupil inconsequence 

I thought I left this long ago 

My thoughts and gravity play a centrifuge of civil war

I see flowers lunging themselves from my eye lids

The clouds scatter indifference as choppers look for their supplicant 


I warm my self on a park bench

On the warmest day in December 

I've always disposed comfort-ability 

I should hope never to return

The sun begins to do its last ballerina rendition. 

I smile and watch. And heave after thoughts 

as I step on them

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