If, I
by pressing you close
to me, could
make you
understand the
twigs of all the
forest
that I am
I would.
to me, could
make you
understand the
twigs of all the
forest
that I am
I would.
posted by k_sra at 10/06/2004 01:00:00 PM
3 Comments:
If only it were that simple.
this is quite the badass little poem. i'm impressed. extraordinarily so if i may add..
ah, grief makes poets of us all...
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