Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
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Posted on March 13, 2014 by mabhsavage
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Devil on shoulder Drugs angel, manic demon Unbalanced, now fall…
Angel was sleeping Unconscious conscience failed the Moon’s bright handled child.
Category: poetry, Uncategorized, writingTags: angel, demon, haiku, moon, poem, poetry, wip, writing
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