Today, I saw it all
The way a nose perched, delicately
Riffs moving, internally
A puff of frustration causing hopelessness
Two, one more than one
A test of strength
Procrastinated beginnings, never
The last thread of hope, ready
It should work
It should
Nov 4, 2012
Nov 4, 2012 at 10:34 PM UTC
Today, I saw it all
The way a nose perched, delicately
Riffs moving, internally
A puff of frustration causing hopelessness
Two, one more than one
A test of strength
Procrastinated beginnings, never
The last thread of hope, ready
It should work
It should
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