Feb 2012
life
reversed in my hands
inside out
exposed
but
I see it
alive in your eyes
waiting
perched
at the edges of your vision.
placing
careful steps
across
my tender mind.
reversed in my hands
inside out
exposed
but
I see it
alive in your eyes
waiting
perched
at the edges of your vision.
placing
careful steps
across
my tender mind.
Written by
Sierra Abrams
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