Κυριακή, 19 Σεπτεμβρίου 2010

running on empty dreams

Once there was a girl who walked straight,
yet she was truly lame.
She walked upright in new boots,
yet I tell you her feet were bare.
She lives forever,
yet she lies buried in vault of fertile air.
And if she's shaken from her torpor,
she'd rise to write.
what would she write?

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