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Wilted Words

A small spot to goof around with writing poetry and thinking out loud.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Tired

Empty days pass
Broken smiles bloom
Liquid motivation
Gets me through
Violet lips whisper
Lies we cling to
Truth we dare not speak
Posted by Orion's Enigma at 9:05 AM

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