~ ~ Words played from the grave ~ ~
So many years have passed and still I cry...
If your day should start off dreary,
Count your blessings not your woes...
After seven years, I'm still trying
to catch my dreams with binary...
I watch you play in the garden of time
idling between the gaps of years...
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I am pregnant with different people...
Broken
I've always known life was hard...
Winged
days...
A child running free,
sweet sounds of laughter...
I have been working on this piece for weeks now...
Unpredictable Tomorrow...
Sometimes I think I am a flower
I cannot tell myself apart from one...
when
stars fall whispering in our ears...
Today I'm fifty-eight...
Yippee, hurray...