Bony Fingered Limbs
Thursday, August 5, 2010
words
I can never find the right ones
when faced with
you
instead, random nothingness
spews forth from my
saddened lips
while meaning seeths beneath the calm
waiting to erupt once you've gone
12-15-1999
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