Filler.A Poem by Natasha
I’ve only got a minute
Open both your ears
This identity
It isn’t true
Not at all
This need to breathe
It’s bothersome
But necessary
This overturned leaf
It’s temporary
Another lie
This poetic speech
No purpose here
Only words
© 2009 NatashaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on June 14, 2009 AuthorNatashaUnder blooming cherry blossoms in, JapanAboutI write. I feel. I think. Therefore, I am. Here, at least. Hello, how are you? more..Writing
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