Friday, February 5, 2016

from previous--

-bestowed  with  nature  of  autumn
-condition of  daggers
-why  the  whole  town is  vacant
-like  the  houses    lived  in
-securing  the  treasures  I was
-turned  out  to  be  stones merely
-hearts  fluttering  before  beloved
-like  a  new  butterfly
--joys  as  much  as  gotten are less
-in the  seas  of  sorrows  just  a  drop
-not  letting  go  sunshine  from heart
-shadows  of  gloom spread  like  sheets
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