Compromise with your dreams, you combust.
You're lucky if embers remain;
Luckier if a light breeze passes;
Luckiest if the flames spring up;
Burn your entire being to be real.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Just a Stray...
Posted by Trinka at 1:49 PM
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