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my first pantoum
Posted by poeticnook
on
8/20/2004 11:44:00 PM
in
poetic license
a refuge for the misguided and weary
beneath the mist that sleeps on the windows
i ask you to hide me away
pack my sadness in a suitcase
under a bed of empty dreams and empty bottles
i ask you to hide me away
in a place with neither light nor darkness
under a bed of empty dreams and empty bottles
where sanity stays still in mid air
in a place with neither light nor darkness
hang my scars and stars on the ceiling
where sanity stays still in mid air
like raindrops refusing to fall
hang my scars and stars on the ceiling
beside the trophies of my aimless wandering
like raindrops refusing to fall
i know this fog will never clear
beside the trophies of my aimless wandering
pack my sadness in a suitcase
i know this fog will never clear
beneath the mist that sleeps on the windows
08.20.2004.2.44.p.m.
beneath the mist that sleeps on the windows
i ask you to hide me away
pack my sadness in a suitcase
under a bed of empty dreams and empty bottles
i ask you to hide me away
in a place with neither light nor darkness
under a bed of empty dreams and empty bottles
where sanity stays still in mid air
in a place with neither light nor darkness
hang my scars and stars on the ceiling
where sanity stays still in mid air
like raindrops refusing to fall
hang my scars and stars on the ceiling
beside the trophies of my aimless wandering
like raindrops refusing to fall
i know this fog will never clear
beside the trophies of my aimless wandering
pack my sadness in a suitcase
i know this fog will never clear
beneath the mist that sleeps on the windows
08.20.2004.2.44.p.m.
