Waste it in time.A Poem by dukovanWhen I spoke I didn't mean to talk about trees. I never actually meant to say much of anything. Either way it doesn't show you either way to go. Talk about blood to me. Dead dumb tree speaks then leaves. I've got to believe. Witch crafting all these friends. You read my bed and slept in a sense. I didn't mean to bother you but there's always a corner untucked I didn't really need to say much. I've got less bite than bark didn't mean to talk about blood. © 2014 dukovan |
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Added on April 3, 2014 Last Updated on April 3, 2014 |