Meshed Up
Ad 2:
2002-03-02 14:50:19 (UTC)


Before these crowded streets I lie
my mind exploding
my body shaking
from all the things that could have been.
My eyes are tired, swollen shut
my heart is pounding
and yet it's aching
for all the things that are and will be.
My head explodes and hits the floor
my yearning mounting
to an unheightened place
where screams are lost and never found.

XS: somebody give a title for me?...or should i just keep
this poem untitled?......

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