O. C. Woods

Rookie - 42 Points (08/05/1981 / Rouhling)

Hot Week Long Down I Am - Poem by O. C. Woods

When feel is ache I rise to the Sun
'all the way down' is the answer to all my wonders
deep in the myst of what is rotten I struggle to survive without a run
I feel I won't get pass this warmth alone Mrs Darkens.

Sun isn't burning like he used to today but I still need the help friend
don't hesitate to reach out and mend
or lives are twirled into eachother grey passenger
i cursed the day you've knocked at my door.

Never got pass that devouring test but hope's tonight middle name
32° in shade is easy, the sweat on my mind resides failing them
stay with me wounding shadows and I will not perish
stay with me grey cursed days and struggling time shines constant itch.

O.O.W
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08.20.12
08.22.12


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 19, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 22, 2012


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