the work is sitting, it won't get done.
my mind is spinning and my chest is wound
second guesses have bitten the light
so many misses and never a fight
the reaches endless and the stars unsound
wings of canvas stroking the ground
a dew lit night but shades to blind
midnight reaches where i cannot find

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ilovelinnea said...
Oct. 20, 2008 at 11:26 pm
This is really good. I know everyones gonna say that, just cause we've been taught that thats the right thing to say. But I honestly think it is. I normally don't really understand too much poetry, but this one clicked. Your such a good writer Linnea. Don't give up on it. It could get you really far. Keep doing the best you can. Don't ever give up girl! I love you!!
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