Too much time for thinking, by C.M. Subscribe to rss feed for C.M.

Too much time for thinking;
thoughts like arrows
piercing the fragile mind,
inescapable and unable to climb.

An opening, a window,
a peer through the light;
clouded by drums and noise,
might just be too hard to find.

- C.M.
Posted: 2013-05-01 00:23:35 UTC

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