Sunday, June 7, 2009

never did i

i feel uglier than this wood floor

that creaks and bends when walked upon

dust catches into the walls folding over

like water on ceans tips flipping boats

the winds singing of sweet thoughts

while the flowers wallow and sway

for once i sat there alone letting the rain

catch up to my restless thoughts of nothing

i looked up and saw myself stopping to think

that i never actually loved myself.....

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