Pipes and HillsA Poem by Elieea leaky pipe and a beautiful hill bound together by artistic architects a leaky pipe mourns it's lonely pure torn apart by lazy inadequacy a beautiful hill burns the prospect of lonely pure and creeps upon the leaky pipe the leaky pipe of course, does not mind for beautiful is the hill and how uncaring it is of a lonely pure© 2017 Eliee
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1 Review Added on March 21, 2017 Last Updated on March 21, 2017 AuthorElieeMoorhead, MNAboutI like to cry at night, with my partner. I'm wracked with crippling depression, but I get through with sarcasm and a deep set bitterness. I write, I read, as does everyone on this site (I would hope)... more..Writing
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