
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Anew
Anew
I can’t tell who’s cast this spell on me
It’s wicked touching me
Places go along with my footsteps
The corners I turn
With my eyes closed set
Benches I’ve cried and sat at
All the books I’ve read
And denied your face at
It’s time I know
I’m changing into anew
Thing’s I’ve said
Pacing back and forth my backyard
With that spell casted behind my back
Into a block of ice
Statue
It’s time I know
I’m changing into anew
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