Tuesday, October 7, 2014

I'm what my eyes allow me to see
I'm silly
I'm wonderful
I'm determined
I'm young

I'm nothing but memories
I'm a time
I'm a tragedy
I'm a struggle
I'm a promise
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Miriam Atkin said...

Sharp contours of a reflected self.

October 8, 2014 at 11:09 AM

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