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Aug 2013
My emotions are
     drip
          drip
               dripping
out of my melting heart.

I try to hold them in but my fingers form a mere collandar.

I need a vast cauldron to stew my
ever-changing mind in.

All of my concerns and ideals get confused.
         Jumbled.
                        Befuddled.
                                                      And twisted around .
I wish life was a straight line sometimes.
So that my eyes knew which direction to shine in.
TR Takoda
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TR Takoda  Sacramento, CA
(Sacramento, CA)   
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