Stop
I've become quite goodat letting myself down
Lacking strength to make it work.
A juggler dropping balls
In over my head
grasping, grasping
Headache
Mindblock
between the hard place
and the rock
On the edge
teetering
NO PEACE
Stop
Stop
I've become quite goodtoredbloodink commented on Stop
03-14-2017
03-16-2010
redbloodink commented on Stop
02-01-2010
01-19-2010
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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