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Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Waiting to remember


Time since past
has not yet been forgotten.
the last remaining light
fires up the sky and posses
a heart to cold to bleed.

reaching for a memory
reaching for the key
that would upon up misplaced
doors and rooms too far to
reach.

time since past
has not yet been forgotten.
The fear has since been
derailed to a fragile part
of the soul, turning circles
on old wounds.

1 comment:

moonpoet said...

"turning circles
on old wounds"

must hurt, lets heal...