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Wednesday, January 28, 2009

I am

pouring my heart into a basket

trying to make it melt

looking into stars with no pockets

dreaming of a day with plenty

of time and nowhere to run

hurting, waiting, dreaming

flying into my feelings

love is pulling

farther down

2 comments:

Lucilius said...

This is lovely, Amanda. Good pacing.

KevinNickoson said...

ouch.
Read this for the first time in a while.
so good.