noblebandit


Untitled - Poem by noblebandit

The halls were lit
And at the same time
Motionless
With a pattern of roses…

Suffering insomnia again
One-hundred percent

Sit down and cool off
Arms crossed…

Working on a false assumption
As I drifted off
Lucky dice, elaborate charm
The irrational hatred of monsters

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 26, 2010



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