Downstairs, by Idrawwords Subscribe to rss feed for Idrawwords

Contant flow and knowhere to go
the stairs are growing prickly
i seem to have grown to the pain
i regain, the power after about a week.
The blame should not be shamed 
but to argue helps, pure love helps more.
Learning to grow.
Posted: 2008-09-25 21:49:32 UTC

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