transluting timeA Poem by Ed RectorTime has held itself unto me leaving me translucent and oh the joys that everlast seem to be witheld and oh the pain of suffering lays only in the past. A pergatory of all that's real love and hate has vanished. what else will become of me? what else is left to do? © 2009 Ed Rector |
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Added on May 23, 2009 AuthorEd RectorSanta Cruz, CAAboutskateboard, write, lyrics/ poetry, play the guitar and am looking for a shorty. more..Writing
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