PAPER DREAMS

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My angst is locked within this lair

and the frosted air which it sets between

the hours tick inside frozen clocks

clocks that mock this writers block

hands fisted to an angry bruise

singed hues pitch,and ting

and in this silent pen

sacrilege broke bidden rhyme

within the broken it bids the mind

paper,paper,

I've dreamed in paper dreams

dreams that once were lush

now lushly hushed till

all that spills is bitter dust

Strongheart

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