Monday 24 May 2010

Somehow i knew what lay ahead,
Different shades but all the same,
Words mean nothing in the end,
Torn open to bleak reality,
The silent waves of a pitch black sea,
All the wounds of a broken heart,
All the whispers of a silent cry,
You're lost ; but not forgotten
Always a part of me ; but never to be mine
Leaving nothing considered worthy remains,
To bring me to my knees.

So let me thank you for your time.

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