the boy...
a scrambled brain
a touch insane
a stroke of craziness
a tunneled sight
a lack of light
a heap of haziness...
a fractured smile
a floppy style
an in and out of strife
an angry look
an empty book
a fragile hold on life...
Joy Weare.
28th September, 2007.
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