October 31, 2009 at 10:49 pm (poem)

just a silhouette I leave behind
the broken mass of towers
and all the grey undying trees between
the city’s polished streets

first time I hardly felt a thing
didn’t know what i was doing
or what to expect
now my eyes have seen much more
I know what to expect


going back to unexpected treasures
into a life of many shells
going back to newfound pleasures
into so many different hells


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