Monday, September 13, 2010

untitled

Been on this decent
shaded mountains
black and white
scribbled lines
this new identity
Blowing winds
knock me down
finger print grasp
just to glance down
and ask why not
Searching and
searching for
reasons behind
these drill bits
tightening in this
mind flash, lash
out and fight
Fight back till
the end of it all
end us all but
Lost inside,
still searching
but it it's here
it'll never
be here

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