demiurge
Thursday, January 10, 2008
'an angel would be nice' she thought,
amidst the buzzing flies.
someone to watch her once or twice,
to kiss her on the eyes.
If she had wings, or windy things
or even birds to fly
the sky would seem just like a dream
but she reads a book of lies.
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