My head's abound with frilly thoughtsA Poem by Clemency BorgeauI was feeling very flighty at the moment
My head’s abound with frilly thoughts
that make it tough to read these words that print, and squint, mean all for naught; I ponder, pensive, lives of birds. Flying, ever free, Nowhere else to be. © 2012 Clemency Borgeau |
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Added on May 24, 2012 Last Updated on May 24, 2012 AuthorClemency BorgeauEden Prairie, MNAboutI'm a 17 year old girl with big dreams and melancholic tone. A dash of whimsy here and there. more..Writing
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