Desiree

Desiree;

one third reckless runaway,
two thirds wishful writer.

13.2.11

wandering shadows


there's only so much room for us partner-less shadows
sometimes they cannot understand our troubles 
or why we shy away from peoples
they have hands to follow,
two pieces of hearts to patch one whole
but what we have inside is hollowed
and our hands that raise up to the light
form lonely little shadows.

- Rey
(trying my hand at a short poem without form)


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