November 18, 2008
Sighs Are My Food
1986 during college. I came across it the other day and can't recall the reference or the specific place......I was living in London at the time and if it was winter, I was studying 24/7 in a dark library with few windows.
Signs are my food, drink are my tears
Clinking of letters such as music would crave
Stink of close air away away my life wears
Innocency is all the hope that I have
Rain, wind & weather I judge by mine ears
Malice assaulted the righteousness should have
Sure I am, this wound shall heal again
But yes alas, the scar shall still remain
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Posted by: Éireen Cullen | Nov 19, 2008 8:56:18 AM
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