Words bind us, words break us. Words we create and try to erase have all come to find truth in the fact that in understanding life we make words come alive.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Like clothing It falls Softly to the ground Slightly standing On the day It's absorbed Words embeded In wrinkles that Are dark and Hard to distingush Like clothing How it comes off So easily But so hard to choose Anew
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