The Frame

A Poem by anaisbelieve

i have run

like you

into the side of the ravine

dressed in scorched autumn leaves

falling facedown floating now

in the darkest river

i just don't care now

i want to evaporate now

into the water cycle

where i belong now

every stretch of the canvas

left you emprisoned by the frame.

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Nice, I like the way it is quite blunt and to the point. :)

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Added on October 5, 2011
Last Updated on October 5, 2011

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