Thursday 25 March 2010

Powles

A death is arriving,
The void of the unknown.

For this location thrives for excitement,
even if it looks worn out.

It can attack your mind.
It can attack your heart.

This wasn't a holiday; this was a time to reflect.

He knows everything,
he is a holder of secrets.

He holds a heart of gold, a heart of innocence.

(you should really meet him)

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