I'm a past tense bitch.
And the window beckons "escape"
the doors whisper "freedom"
but the tiny finger smudges remind me
I'm home.
I have this deep rooted feeling,
I'm wasting away.
A skinny tree bending to the wind
A seed flooded with water,
the children asking
"Why won't it grow?"
It's simple
it just wants to die.
-Written August 18th, 2011
Cool, man, I had a feeling you were an artist just by your profile picture. :) Thanks for the follow on twitter. How's the weather in Canada? Cold? I am so happy that we have had no snow in New England and it's 55 today! Horray! One thing to be happy about. I tried to send this in a message to you but for some reason it would'nt let me so I just typed it here.
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