Tuesday 7 December 2010

I've Read

I've read
I've bled
I've said
Too much already
I'm heady
Hold me steady
This isn't the girl
I framed for the world
I twirl
Life spins
I see no wins
This hurry begins
Ends
Transcends
To the bends
Without much
I clutch
For anything to touch

Soft
This is a loft
Memory fades
I wade
Sink
Blink...

Another dream of stream
May the smoke of my thoughts
Ne'er suffocate me.

(c) Shaziane

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