Being

A Poem by Tenten

Their being in manners not moved prior

Swallowing beats a head beginner

To bowl munchies second floor east room nights

The comfortable outsider glide of ink

Spice of tears kiss goodbye

Words building a painful peak

Your kiss the blessed night’s last sigh

© 2008 Tenten

Author's Note

Cp. 12:21PM Sun 04/20/08 Steps Mix at Prides ok high, good, just words (Written, New Word)

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Added on April 30, 2008

Author

Tenten

Alamosa, CO

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I know me well enough to know that I don't who I truly am and that I deceive myself into believing i have found my way in life. i well away of the fact that i am a contradiction of actions and words a.. more..