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blank spots
gestures spark pitch black
and screech
incoherent words
into the blank of my
bleached
rusted soul
i feel.
i feel.
i feel nothing.
and screech
incoherent words
into the blank of my
bleached
rusted soul
i feel.
i feel.
i feel nothing.
Published 13th Dec 2010
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2nd May 2014 6:02pm
sometimes we have no words, only feeling,
and without words can we express our feeling?
and without words can we express our feeling?
2nd May 2014 11:50pm
only to those who are willing to understand the feelings
through a tear, and secret smile, a glint in the eye.
through a tear, and secret smile, a glint in the eye.
