window framA Poem by Tenten
Not the kid anymore who belongs in the window frame That once half world refuge No longer fits Same body. Same form. No longer fits inside its tangled confines Passing traffic, blowing wind Are no longer envy’s partner That window frame is no longer the key door To a long time dream No longer a refuge To this chaotic life refugee © 2008 TentenAuthor's Note
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Added on February 24, 2008 AuthorTentenAlamosa, COAboutI know me well enough to know that I don't who I truly am and that I deceive myself into believing i have found my way in life. i well away of the fact that i am a contradiction of actions and words a.. more..Writing
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