Every Corner
Date: Wednesday, 1st September 2010 @ 09:41:38 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: debris




Life fills my lungs
Beyond their capacity,
Until it hurts
To see my own reality.
I spend each day
In everyday obscurity.
Then home, where I walk around each room.
And I stand in every corner.

Thoughts I know
Suddenly occur to me
As if new,
To break the day’s monotony.
I walk each street
Just to see where it leads me.
Then home, where I stand in every corner.
And I walk around each room.



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