Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Dear night, veil my sense
itivity, ignight
restlessly flames the intellect
where words flood at once
prison or prisoner
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  1. AnonymousAugust 17, 2011 at 8:41 PM

    I've got a Rimbaud book you should read (if you haven't already).

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