Poetry Pavement 10 Apr 201510 Apr 2015 Stones and pebbles covered the floor A few green grass growing in between There's a faint smell flowing Smoky, muddy, sweet, but hard "Walk!" a low voice shouts behind Someone…
Poetry… Catching the Soul 3 Apr 20153 Apr 2015 The soul gets sucked out of everything A skeleton stands with life-like moves Walking, watching, wavering fools Searching for air to set as one's own Circling the town day and…
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