Reaching The SurfaceA by VertigoTime stood on its hind legs and tore through the pages of my life in its varying shades of gray...my eyes held yours for just a moment and everything would reach the surface and I could see nothing but a blur...encased within the traces left behind. © 2009 Vertigo |
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1 Review Added on July 31, 2009 AuthorVertigoLithia Springs, GAAboutMy work...does have personal meaning, however in poetry it's about how it makes you feel or how it speaks to you... -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------.. more..Writing
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