lonely marqueeA Poem by Hermione
all other ways
you're just pretending to end this inhuman longing and longer than the longest days and that which I say, cannot be said they fine me alive but only inside alone in my head moving faster than it is is harder than it seems the words I want the worlds i want from other mouths turn away ears to a lonely marquee. © 2010 Hermione |
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Added on May 1, 2010 Last Updated on May 1, 2010 AuthorHermioneStrawberry Fields, MIAboutSpeak, sir, and be wise. Speak choosing your words, sir, like an old woman over a bushel of apples. more..Writing
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