obtuse , by Idrawwords Subscribe to rss feed for Idrawwords 

diaster breaks out
everybody shouts
i walk in the opposite direction
through all the horror and abuse
my mind, now slightly obtuse
open door and free to run
but i keep on walking the opposite direction

as i walk i write:
diaster breaks out
everybody shouts

People are all the same
Posted: 2008-09-25 21:49:31 UTC
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