Saturday, January 5, 2013

page 97

a  sorrowful  sigh needs   ages  to  ripen
who  lives  to  see  the  beuaty  of  tresses  grow
 agreed  that i  shall not  be  ignored
but  dust  I  become  before  you know  of  it
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