LITERATURE MONSTER
Saturday, 6 April 2013
Point break
Welling up inside,
Only random noises left, rampant
Triggerless, snapped back at the shadow
Leafless branches seem fickle
Yet carry years of potential
Sunlight that beam through the dark
Another ray of hope
To cling through these stormy day
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