Thimbles and Freight TrainsA Poem by Elizabethmy mind speeds roars like a freight train silence and stillness still make me shudder I had a plan to quiet the quiet contain the train I had pills and bottles and expectations I did not have midnights and daisies or thimbles for kisses there is too much space in here too little freedom out there © 2011 ElizabethReviews
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Added on June 7, 2011Last Updated on June 7, 2011 AuthorElizabethWonderland, TNAboutI am Alice through the looking glass...I mix my metaphors with barbiturates. I take my mania with a glass of milk and I rarely look before crossing the street. Walk a mile in my mary janes, friend. .. more..Writing
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