Monday, August 3, 2009

Untitled - written 9/4/07 (At 25)

some unsettled sand
slipped under the bathroom door
somewhere someone screamed
and someone begged for more

can't believe the things we see
and the ones who we adore
some sort of shifting light
darkens the parts we long to ignore

i've seen a lot in this here life
quite sure i'll see some more
some unsettled thoughts
slipped under my front door

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