Wednesday, October 10, 2012

memory


i've lost my grip
you slip away
no tears of mine were shed today.

brittle paper
and inkless pen
no ripped remembrances to mend.

i cannot cry
i will not bleed
no one is here to hear me to plead.

the walls are cracked
with empty frames
they do not dare to speak your name.

tomorrow comes
today will go
another night you will not know.

i am still here
my love unchanged
exposed by ardent burning rage.

you lost your grip
you walked away
these lies will tangle you one day.





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