I find your name
And my heart dies
For days.
I see your spirit
And my soul fires
In flames.
I will keep my battle
Against civilian
I tackle.
Your mane
My face
His lies.
Friend or foe
How should I know?
Just to see
Another me.
About Me
- Leila Rousseau
- Constant complainer, effervescent explainer, road rager, mostly moody, joke laugher, make believer, neverender, air breather and happy if you allow me. This is the incomplete scrapbook of Leila Rousseau's modernly artistic scrapings. Nothing is clear and nothing is really here. We can't all be inspired, and we can't all be interested. Be humble to knowledge, as it will always be greater and more fierce than ego and explanation. Everything here is my own, but I wonder whose I am. So I could pass on the credit, when I might make someone giggle, a little.
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