Tuesday, May 6, 2008
My lonely garrison march above shinny submerge.
Sublime, shattered verse; Redeemed oblivious thoughts seek a fine proverb!
Juvenile secrets up arse solace bundles of thoughts,
hoped together,
in colours of perished rain; Droplets on watery pavements!
Seeking forgiveness of airy mistral,
Droplets stain my window dreams out in the open.
Reaching shores in dry oasis.
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