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Dusty's Blog – February 2012 Archive (1)
New Poem- not sure how good it is because I wrote it when I was feeling really odd xD
Old, heavy and sense-deprived
Time slips by as sand between the fingers
Then it slows to a drone
The part I am acting
I know not of another part to act.
Held closed by fear
For years the old stones and pearls
In the withering box.
When a wind of obsession comes flying through the box
I can’t help but catch it.
And keep it for years in this old box.
A self-sabotage is what it is.
Added by Dusty on February 25, 2012 at 1:53pm — 5 Comments
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