LecturedA Poem by What happened to simple old me?There's a reason they placed a pun on this very syllable, rocking us back and forth and grating our skin, now shaven upon the sands. Ever-lifting your frame, sensational and firm, as she resists, and as he recalls. We're pythons in sifting moonlight, visibly shouting one another's remorse to please our souls forever; our axons taking note. Further we travel. Cell to cell we dwindle our thumbs and synchronise feelings and thoughts. You will be taken, and fall purposefully down a grained path. Natural and sordid. © 2011 What happened to simple old me?Reviews
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Added on December 10, 2011Last Updated on December 10, 2011 AuthorWhat happened to simple old me?United KingdomAbout'Death was just a simple glance across a dim lit room And those eyes did it Those three words did it Those three words killed him And I surrender to it all Between you and me, I surrender to you .. more..Writing
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