someone.A Poem by honeyleensi hold these notes, written out events of every time you were something.
i hold these notes,
written out events of every time you were something. (oh, i know i shouldn't say but you were something). i fold them up, and place them in the book on the top shelf. pressed and ironed, skim my fingers across the top but not too rough or it may fall apart and all that i have will too. © 2011 honeyleens |
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2 Reviews Added on October 11, 2011 Last Updated on October 11, 2011 AuthorhoneyleensAboutAbout me: Leena Blog: Certain Dark Things: click here for current poetry blog Leena Weekly: click here for my weekly blog (includes interests/music recs/photography). Read requests: Unfortun.. more..Writing
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