Monday, December 22, 2014

12-22-14 Chelsea Hotel #222

Magic left undiscovered
Is absolutely nothing

I always wanted to be
An artist to flow creativity
Let the old energies grow
To live forever in these walls
Within the forgotten framework
Outside the broken blank stares
Swallowed up in dark corners
Of the fractured landscape
Smashed behind glass

We'll always be alive
Depending upon
Your definition
Of life





 

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