February 17, 2009.

chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited February 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
What do I do?
Choices are mountains.
Fear is valleys filled with my own blood.
Escaped myself, my true self.
I want back.
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."

Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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