the wantingA Poem by anaisbelieve
was that dream
post insecure post big hope was it a settling in the water a ripple inverted lie to me with the intrusion of weeping it was not what we wanted it never was the wanting was always the tug boat propelling us on. © 2011 anaisbelieve |
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Added on October 6, 2011 Last Updated on October 6, 2011 AuthoranaisbelieveAboutBoot wearing, opera singing, punk piano playing, notebook carrying girl. more..Writing
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