Calling all Angels..A Poem by heido
The sudden need
The uncanny urge The quiet rage To put words d o w n To have them drop off the page in a violent rage of events > one thing after the other The discontent and the emotional malnutrition of the starved Quiet The dark quiet, the bright light of silence in the piercing over worked compliments of my brain Too quiet. TOO much Far too little...
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Added on February 15, 2014 Last Updated on February 15, 2014 AuthorheidoAboutI'm a little on the neurotic side, and you may think I know exactly how this goes but I can assure your following the lost. I couldn't find my way, so I made my own, which isn't right but it's all I.. more..Writing
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