MY SOUL IS A BROKEN DOWN VALISE
THE POETRY, ARTWORK & PHOTOGRAPHY OF ROB PLATH
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
unlived lines
don't fear wrinkles
upon yr face
they exist
simply from living
rather fear
the missing lines
from living not
quite enough
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