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The cat holds his quill,
Shakily drilling his name -
It dropped off that smile.
It dropped it off with the worry and reason -
Tongue upon the pen
Tossing wishes in the ink -
Silver pocket watches made of sand
Hover above the hermit’s hand. -
So... why the hell aren't you here
holding me?by BlueNote27 60 lines, 4 comments, on Aug 24 12:00 AM. In black comedy, dark humor, alone, life, love -
All he could picture,
Was a boy full of dismay and sin.
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