Chasing words
Leaves of writing
Sunday, December 16
Days (12.2012)
Like icy needles stinging my skin
blood rushes angry, to my face
anticipation fills my thoughts
to these silent rooms, to be filled with my voice
as I speak to my ghosts.
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