On the coldest day
Rain falls
Blackened body of water
Lies still, waiting to spit...
To spit envy...envy against the sun, the moon and the stars
For this very moment can no longer wait
Heavy mass of clouds loom menacingly above
Waiting...waiting...to...
Suffocate
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
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