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daveyrocsmysocs — autumn dreams
Published: 2005-11-20 17:14:38 +0000 UTC; Views: 209; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 5
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thumbing through these memories,paper cuts and battered wings,
swimming in the tar of my stronger days,
dirty clothes and nicotine,
laughing through my brave concience,
turning flowers into flames,
hangnails and petty things,
medicated faces and drunks in strange places,
pressing petals to the ceiling,
making shapes in the sky,
scratching bug bites in the sun,
raining tears along my cheek,
these are some of my shards and pieces,
covered in rust and growing weeds.
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Comments: 6
this is a good poem with strong images, very nostalgic. it makes you think of someone sitting and going through an old photoalbum or scrapbook. very songish too.
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