Sunday, 23 October 2011

Only dogs can hear...

The door closed. So I walked away.
I would be lying if I said I wasn't slightly relieved.
It is one of those things.

It is dark...
Or maybe it is too bright...
Either way I cannot see.
I can't seem to open my eyes.
I can't seem to come out of this dream.

Can a bird fly again whose wings have been cut?
I'm told they can.
In time they can.


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