locked in a photograph
looking at all peering in...
i stare, when you stare
and look
i am imprisoned
in my memories and mind
a photograph, blotchy,
blurred and sticking to the glass
my face plastered
my nose rubbed in the dirt
memories flood
and i drown
never fully sinking
always up till knee-high
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Posted by DPT at 06:15
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