Words
My words are my house
I live in these words
I will invite you in
Remove your shoes first
We all wear shoes
And we all step in things
So please don’t track mud
All over my dreams
The letters I scribe
They are not mine
I borrow them from
Some other time
It is hard to imagine
Life without my words
No medium to paint with
No possibilities to explore
No roof to hide under
When under attack
No more verbal
Self-sanity checks
My words are my house
They protect, warm, and feed
They change with the feelings
Be it piety or greed
| On September 12th 2008 Cansnj Said : | |
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Good. |
| On July 22nd 2008 speederspider Said : | |
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very nice puma:) |
| On June 26th 2008 blueyedshababe Said : | |
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simply beautiful, u have just made yourself a fan |
| On June 3rd 2008 ThisIsTheDay Said : | |
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Beautiful. I love your works in general. You have quite the amazing talent and I am now jealous. =] -Lozer™ |


