I am so tired of the physical
I want to reach inside your skull
And kiss the soul that stares
back at me — and understands
Just hush and take my hand
I am the drug
that will contract —
the gulf between your animal and soul
::::
I am so tired of the physical
I want to reach inside your skull
And kiss the soul that stares
back at me — and understands
Just hush and take my hand
I am the drug
that will contract —
the gulf between your animal and soul
::::
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November 12th, 2013 at 8:15 pm
Really enjoyed the introspection. Well written…
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November 14th, 2013 at 1:33 pm
Professor VJ Duke — I appreciate your comment! Thank you!
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