Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.

Rain

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The feel of cleansing

As if something new is

Coming to play from

Something abandoned.

I awake from my eternity of slumber.

A witch longing to chat with someone…

My sugar house is broken, and I have not apples…

But still people look at me  but disregard

Me with distrust…

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Written by barryr22

September 22, 2011 at 10:54 pm

Posted in Poetry

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