TellA Poem by Little BirdieI'm sure you'll taunt me if you ever find my ruins.
Stuck below what seems to be
ruins or just ancient walls. Laughable at what I take as ancient, when waters have ran longer, But I don't see no waters and maybe I've taken for granted All those years. I'm sure you'll taunt me If you ever find my ruins and uncover my remains to see light, But not feel it. And perhaps if we collided in another time, on another place, My ruins wouldn't crush my lungs And my true intentions would not be left unspoken. © 2011 Little Birdie |
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