sometimes
i walk under
those branches
and moss
covers my eyes
like lashes
other times
i hear your voice and
i cant breathe
its so strong
heavy on my ribcage i see you
in the hall
as i
unshackle
a prisoner
from room 249
my hands keep slipping off the metal
but you touch them
and help me unlock
someone
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
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