rhyming fun

Jun 19, 2009 13:07

Of moments bleak
with tongue in cheek
I do not seek
reminder.

of paths less tread
with words unsaid
and eyes ahead
in blinders.

with backlit halls
in black lit malls
with polished stalls
and binders

in devils grace
and scarce a trace
of harrowed face
in grinder

of moments bleak
with tongue in cheek
I do not seek
reminder
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