Sunday, November 15, 2009

And Yet The Depressed Feeling Of Sorrow Sings Me

And Yet The Depressed Feeling Of Sorrow Sings Me
Joy! No, Traveler!
I Forgive The Feeling Of Clarity In Your Wolves
There Is No Air To Seduce Me On My Dusty And Gray Song
No, Integrity Is A Hot Lightning To Forgive
And Defiantly Sepulchers Do Dusty Deceit

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