Posted: March 8, 2011 in Brainal Leakage

i try to be, but there is nothing inside
killing, feeling, healing
as suns will rise, this fire will burn

i reach to find, but feel this heart unkind
grinding, binding, finding
as leaves will fall, this face will turn

i turn to look, but see this reflection not mine
fleeing, seeing, being
as stars will shine, this soul will yearn

i walk through this door that i find
leaving, grieving, believing
as minutes will pass, this man will return

sm 3/7/11 – 11:34:41pm


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