[ .a.philosophy.of.sighing. ]
sad and down today. don't feel like writing anything at all.. but that's the point I suppose; words find homes in the shelter of our mouths, and yet, often, they cannot escape their jagged toothed prision.
© Bryan McLean April 12, 2010
018/100:2
April 12, 2010
[ .a.philosophy.of.sighing. ]
tags
100 Days of Pohems,
poem
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