Everything here is written to be spoken aloud.
Sunday, May 20, 2012
The Fool
The fool, cannot stop speaking
Blinded, by sentimental zest
On the concretes, he is weeping
Misplaced, within zealousness
The fool, cannot stop feeling
Following the bird’s flight
Open wound, never healing
Terrified of every night
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