Friday, February 18, 2011

Hazy


Hazy butterflies
Flying past my head
Tried to catch one
but I crushed it in my hand
Dead.

How will I catch you?
With my hazy sight
And blue lights
swirling round and round
My mind drifts away, into my own world.
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  1. Wild E.KayoteMarch 2, 2011 at 8:10 PM

    A great read...very riveting indeed

    I like: Tried to catch one
    but I crushed it in my hand
    Dead (I can relate)

    I also like: My mind drifts away, into my own world (Very current)

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