I've Cried Enough For You
Monday 15th October 2012 10:27 pm
The Desk
I had a desk on the first floor
Of a four way street.
There was a bedroom,
Bathroom and kitchen.
The desk was pushed up against
The window where
I would sit and watch the
People pass below.
I was filled with a great type of loneliness,
The sort that consumes everything
And colours the world.
I'd sit there pouring away hours
Without fear of waste,
Without a sens...
Saturday 13th October 2012 9:44 pm

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