Monday, April 22, 2013

Perspective

Perspective

Softly
flowing
turning
blowing

winds
hair
flying
there

Light
sound
water
resounds

dripping
eyes
regret
goodbyes

sadness
heart
buses
depart

Black
hearse
hatred
cursed

light
time
love
of mine

finally
end
hello,
friend.

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