Where Will I End
By Treas
Tonight I learned Colors are dull numbers are fake my blood is a lake my heart is a creek that to the lake its going to leak it carries the endings that used to have beginnings which are leaving to the lake it’s sending among my hands blood drops land to my toes the creek still flows out my physical self into my soul to see what journey I will toll looking again finding myself where will it end . .where will I end Written February 7th, 2002 © on Feb 06 2002 03:08 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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