
the cracks in the brass like gods
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 52 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 11-06-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2967961
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i'm awake & you're not &
it's early, morning sun bleeds through
the curtains, splattering these
rusty metal pipes with
things i've chosen to
forget, thoughts & sentiments from
years past, dialects & words i've never
used more than once, twice,
why bother counting stars if
they're all falling down?
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