drink upA Poem by brianna vega
as i slip into into the water
and let it pass my lips the taste the burn the stinging clarity is that ive drowned in a well of spirits
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Added on February 6, 2013 Last Updated on March 27, 2013 Author
brianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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