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Nocturnal

People made of glass Drag me by my ankles Clawing at the dirt My arms are getting tired I look at their eyes and they stop walking They release their grip on me I look at their eyes and they just walk away But now im miles away from anybody else

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 6/7/2010 10:48:00 AM
I see the weekend brought a lot of inspiration to all PoetrySoup Poets. I enjoyed reading your poetry today John. Love, Carol
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Date: 6/7/2010 4:19:00 AM
Nice thoughts on nocturnal
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