I n t o Y o u
IF you catch my stumblei
n
t
o, meaningless now bang, pow, oh wow
and
and
and
there is so nothing much there, there, there
to
to
to
FEEL
shadow falls of subliminal prisms reflect the living
l
i
g
h
t
Coming out , there' s no doubt Misdoubt
from your name, name, name
Makes me match your humble
frame, frame, frame
If I do fall
into
y
o
u
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2014-07-30 at 19:12
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