Howling At The Moon
Poems reclaimed in insanity.
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Tuesday, December 18, 2012
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My feet they are rusting
My heart readjusting
My eyes are opening
My mind is hopeing
My hands are holding
My thoughts revolting
My head is heavy
My arms are tired
My legs retire
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