Explorations of Everything: Never Found the Rhythm.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Never Found the Rhythm.

Its a dark room in which I sit, In the distance a horse rejects his bit. But me, no I still clench my teeth, And taste the blood and nerves beneath, Pupils attempt to stretch and see the crisis, But are restrained by a brown iris. My head is a head, But its not my own, My feet walk with a beat,... Sign in to see full entry.

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