"I hate my verses, every line, every word. Oh pale and brittle pencils ever to try One grass-blade's curve, or the throat of one bird That clings to twig, ruffl...
Lo! hope had taken wings When saying was like a night's storm, Whispers slipped by the ear Is lullaby is to get to your dreams? The pale dawn returned the mo...
I live in a house where mirrors replace broken windows and each passing glance has me railing back in disgust and to think I used to lift up the falling birds ...
Man musts know his defeat, and within reason think Of a path home. An exaggerated memory shall pave a Road of crusted, craggy and dark concrete, where gulls wi...
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