![]() a drunkan notionA Poem by Heavyheartedwhisper no sense of lust you must gather yourself and die or better yet, offer your bust to bury a dying man
streets of shadow and dust dust and sand and fog but as long as your "self" is never with these filled you can't be a dirty dog
nasty, bloody and cruel but very truthful and just but rust is eating up your once shiny heart
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2 Reviews Added on October 21, 2009 Last Updated on September 9, 2010 Author![]() HeavyheartedAboutliving in the sun and longing for rain in love with john keats... dying young, loving love. more cynical than i like to be, yet romantic, against my better judgement. more..Writing
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