to some one else,
will they fall upon flesh,
rip it, rearrange,
leave to sleep?
maybe it were their rags.
handle with care,
small eggs hold with love,
rearrange tenderly, add cake.
we saw hedd wyn, yesterday.
sbm.
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 12:21 AM UTC
to some one else,
will they fall upon flesh,
rip it, rearrange,
leave to sleep?
maybe it were their rags.
handle with care,
small eggs hold with love,
rearrange tenderly, add cake.
we saw hedd wyn, yesterday.
sbm.
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