the heatA Poem by Kimberly Wolke
Hot heat aged in the hills
The man hides caressing madness The mind hunts in the clouds Laughter flows through the breeze and the gods are fooled The earth stood still The wound now full And I'm flying..... ......I'm dying © 2014 Kimberly Wolke |
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Added on October 25, 2013 Last Updated on January 25, 2014 Author
Kimberly WolkeTamaqua, PAAboutInstagram: xxqueenofthehighwayxx Facebook: Kimmy Wolke Snap: xqueenofthehwyx I can't sleep once a line randomly gets in my head. I have been writing since 4th grade and I guess it helps that I lo.. more..Writing
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