why didn't I try
I love you mama
please don't follow me home
can't you see
I don't know
where I am going
caught by destinies hook
found by windy clouds
making it difficult to see
no dawns early light
a frightful sight
no light for days
metronome steps beckoning
laughter finds my ears
mamas home I hear her calling
the grave couldn't hold her
neither could I
Saturday, February 20, 2010
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