Sunday, June 19, 2011

Sometimes I just want to speak in poetry.


Unraveled, yet pieced together, 
Traveling these familiar streets. 
Reminded pleasantly of the 
stabbing smiles. 
Wandering with adventure-filled
eyes, behind mysteriously 
sealed lips, just being there. 
Silently, yet so deeply engulfed into the world
that others cannot see. 
One foot after the last, 
through this crazy thing called life. 
Experience this. 

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