suicide notes in dew drops
at the coming of the spring
for those of whom the rising sun
is such a bitter thing
snow drops
and dew drops
and whiskers on kittens
what good is flying
when i've lost my wings
at the coming of the spring
for those of whom the rising sun
is such a bitter thing
snow drops
and dew drops
and whiskers on kittens
what good is flying
when i've lost my wings
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kaitee:
i know
trebo:
nice poem! and btw the last 2 pics in your folder are very sexy and elegant with a touch of mystery