11.12.08

Coffin

back to coffin
back to the box
nothing

Soul's traveling
To the unknown deserts
8000 km away from the forest

back to coffin
back to the box
nothing

Posted by Lia @ 10:40 PM

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That Box of yours,
its hundred layers of
tissue paper,
coffee stain,
and your sighs:
records can't be deleted
of that forlorn song,
that life left behind,
and that vow.

Posted by Blogger Monster Chronicles @ 3:01 AM #
 

ehm ehm...

Posted by Blogger suss @ 3:45 PM #
 
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