Jul 2017
I have no paper but
my mind is like sand.
Where other thoughts
erode the original with
graffiti of useless anythings
I have no paper but i'll
hang on to this piece till
my mind doodles over it again.
my mind is like sand.
Where other thoughts
erode the original with
graffiti of useless anythings
I have no paper but i'll
hang on to this piece till
my mind doodles over it again.
(On Oblivions Doorstep)
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