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whiperwhill on Sat Jan 26, 2008 1:46 pm
The cold etches its message on my windshield
how quickly I wipe it away
My past carves deep grooves in my soul
and how hard I try to fill them
with work
and fleeting pleasures
and new love.
What if I could wipe it smooth and clean every morning?
I would never know what I am looking for. Would I?
Or where I am headed.
how quickly I wipe it away
My past carves deep grooves in my soul
and how hard I try to fill them
with work
and fleeting pleasures
and new love.
What if I could wipe it smooth and clean every morning?
I would never know what I am looking for. Would I?
Or where I am headed.
whiperwhill- Posts: 2
Join date: 2008-01-26 
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