shadowed
By Dilionn
night terrors in waking hand of shadow grips my ankle ball and chain boogeyman of my own creation this hill is too steep hauling that weight mule for discontent climbing toward the sun etching dim pictures in my millstone to pass the time Written February 25th, 2002 © on Feb 25 2002 07:47 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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