Fortune Cookie
your disturbed touch never relized that my eyes cried but your universe - never became contorted and you see through windows fogged over never able to see but may I see the never heard dream of the nonliving creatures gasping for mercy for the dead never creates life without price and you just turn away don't fall because my snapped fingertips won't always be there when the arch brakes spilling sore splinters of heaven you don't think just feel those little pins now useless to swollow Ray of discarded hope no longer yours and jumping off a bridge won't save anyone red liquid of your discarded dreams running down your window discarded -forgotton- crumpled fortune cookie can't save you anymorerevise revise revise.... Written January 1st, 2002 © on Jan 01 2002 03:25 AM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"your disturbed touch never relized ..."