untilted
sometimes draws a blank
nomatter how hard I try I can't think
It's been so long since I've seen the light
my vision goes on this lonely night
ruions of a past I can't erase
I try so hard to remember this face
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| untilted | 0 | 10/08/2009 |
| untilted | 0 | 09/28/2009 |
| Unspoken truth | 0 | 09/28/2009 |
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