***** bitten nails
drag themselves
across the neck of this guitar
resonating noise like a penny
dropped on metal cold and harsh
like those eyes
slits of white in the darkness of your mind
chasing stolen time
on this plane of sorrow
learning how to borrow
happiness from others
to know how to be
who you are in a different state of mind
when all you
are
is
free
Jul 27, 2017
Jul 27, 2017 at 12:33 PM UTC
***** bitten nails
drag themselves
across the neck of this guitar
resonating noise like a penny
dropped on metal cold and harsh
like those eyes
slits of white in the darkness of your mind
chasing stolen time
on this plane of sorrow
learning how to borrow
happiness from others
to know how to be
who you are in a different state of mind
when all you
are
is
free
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