Steps of MournA Poem by Ian Duncan Arbogast This is how I feel in the morning
the clock mocks me as I gaze it
carpet flooring like needles the sting of fresh coffee the searing shower of magma inch by inch step by step the door awaits my exit and I have no choice but follow it's whim... © 2010 Ian Duncan Arbogast |
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Ian Duncan ArbogastNorth Ridgeville, OHAboutCheers, everyone~! My name Is Ian Arbogast. I don't write much anymore, but I implore you to browse my adolescent writings and hopefully some new ones in the future! Have a nice day~! more..Writing
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