My body is entangled with thorns
Can't tolerate the severe pain of the bones
Wounded hands through long years of toil
Detail the depth of my life's turmoil
Shattered dreams fallen apart
Slowly creep every inch of my heart
The boat I built is trapped and sunk
Can I start a new life, forgetting this junk?
Thursday, February 11, 2010
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