Sep 2015
The needle drags
Your threads to my heart
Mending the places
Where I’ve come apart
And your woven tapestry
Runs lines in the sun
Twirling in circles;
I come slowly undone
Your threads to my heart
Mending the places
Where I’ve come apart
And your woven tapestry
Runs lines in the sun
Twirling in circles;
I come slowly undone
(M/Newcastle, UK)
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