Sunday, February 3, 2008

ain't enough

that ain't enough she said as I emptied my pockets. Feeling a tad lost and small, I croaked a stifled reply. She spoke as the wind came in. I immediately was distracted. Nothing left to do I thought as I sung and picked my shoe heels clean.
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