Here is my life which exists on paper. A new day, an old page. Enjoy.
22 October 2009
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1 comment:
05 enero 2008
a moment's breath was lost
if not of you
i did not take
only was i misplaced
under half pressure tones of skin
i could have counted every stubble
left on your cheek.
but now there is something that lingers
its uncertain death
dilapidated bridge
o'dilapidated bridge
hand me my dagger.
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