poetry by danieluv

danieluv | May 9th, 2011 | poetry | No Comments

my twilight of escapism,
from wild animals,
rattle snakes,
winds and storms,
caused by fake friends.
my imaginary world,
where ink drips but,
never dries.
a soothing space,
where thoughts run wild,
where the sun and the moon glows–
through darkened spaces.

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