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[amigocallado]

I wrote it this morning. Instead of doing work, I let my thoughts wander. You should read it.

As my roommate leaves, he slams the door.

Crack, it says, and wakes me from my dreams.

The wind outside bellows, I see it through the window.

Reminds me of other times; of a willow in a courtyard.

My lover left during the night to whence I know not,

and all

Comments

[beatific]

Oooh. I like it. Which is significant [to me at least] because I hardly ever like poetry. (:

[nyucknyuck]

That was nice. <3 archaic feel. Little strange at times, but I suppose that would fit you? :P