Every TuesdayA Poem by AekmyWould it be so wrong to crawl into the shadows of my past, live in them while I close my eyes and forget the world? The world has once forgotten me, so I will accompany my sisters and brothers in my memories. Disconnected. Lost. Unknown. Disconnected from the world, from myself and the threads of time. I'm fraying around my edges. I'm lost in the oceans I've cried and long unknown like a disconnected telephone line.
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3 Reviews Added on July 14, 2011 Last Updated on July 14, 2011 AuthorAekmyThere is beauty is uniqueness. Embrace the strange or perish in the ordinary.About"Leaving the page of the book carelessly open, something unsaid, the phone off the hook and the love, whatever it was, an infection. - Anne Sexton" more..Writing
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