Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Shadows

Shadows scratched the fall, I can't seem to find a way out. Lying where I drawl, clouding authorities clout. Damage what we've made, we've woven ourselves too deep. Seemingly pure and paid, the sage takes the leap.

Pardons packed the prey, left learning our lessons. Congestion tracked the fray, learning about what we're destined. Willow and wallow condones the deed, partitions compound the fracture. Hark and bound to be the steed, but unwilling to listen to conjecture.

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