Lights of breath
Your hands right up
The little mans breath a break through
When you think you wan-nit
Closed angry eyes once again burning up some dust
Dessert summer
Midnight thunder
Lights of breath
Your hands right up
Short stories about standing tall
When you see that thing black angels from winter land
War of words
One more sec
Broken glory falling ice
Poetry by Mr painter
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Written on 2009-02-14 at 21:37
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