Untitled 2 Poem by Ryan ...
Untitled 2
Hung thoughts are broken.
you can't kill.
Those already dead.
Restless thoughts.
Burdend by answers.
That seek this saint.
Can't glass be broken.
I can see out.
But no one get in.
My eyes seek seething.
My lungs are breathing.
My thoughts linger with empathy.
I dream my thoughts die(d) .
Thursday, March 15, 2007
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