..........A Poem by brianna vega
holding up with a thousand coughs
smoke flow in then out powder cloaking my throughtconfused i hope anxiety doesnt flood in this lemonaid burns smoke blow in blow out not in the world with friends subconsciously lost hypochondriac perhaps im afraid of viginia woolf scared to be lost in the thread © 2010 brianna vega |
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Added on December 20, 2010 Last Updated on December 20, 2010 Authorbrianna 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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