As Creepy As Clowns

Dark Clouds Rain Down Tears Washing Away Swirling Colors From The Clown's Face..

Maggot's Blog – November 2010 Archive (1)

Skin (Spin)

As I sit here- pen in hand-

i seem a little lost-Appears

in life there is no plan-

only ravaged seas-I''m

tossed-



-current swift-

I tell myself- I''ll stay afloat- As I

migrate towards the

deep- unseen things

to swim- inside

my head they creep



-water''s cold-



Or so it feels- As

I breathe- I start

to sink- gentle rain

fathers my tears-

rivers cut my

cheeks- A sign

that I was… Continue

Added by maggot on November 23, 2010 at 7:13pm — No Comments

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