Righting Wrongs


you're a hundred unfinished poems taking up space under my bed 

 

you're a million pictured memories collecting dust inside my head
 

you're the voice I hear singing in the dead still of the night
 

when everything is wrong, you're the only thing that's right. 

tallsquirrelgirl's picture

Wow- love this!!!

Wow- love this!!!


*tallsquirrelgirl* she feels in italics and thinks in CAPITALS ~henry james

rosalind's picture

righting wrong

Simply cool.

allets's picture

Make A Great Song Lyric

The last line is a grabber - allets -

 


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