Sole(Soul)Hope
By dottie
I So don't want to get in your head I can't find the way out of mine yet. I So can't see your spirit My own is in my way. There is nothing like the quietude of sleepy man machines. Nothing like the ages Iceless and evergreen. The cycle falls and rises rise and fall the tides I So don't want to walk on you with words or boots or guile. Can it be there is NO agenda no threat to: "can't we idle just a while?" Life and death is just a crap shoot. Let my children bury me not the other way around. For in the long and short of it that's the sole hope to be found. Written April 3rd, 2002 © on Apr 03 2002 02:02 AM PST 0 • 10
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