Something I wrote that day.
admission
how about
... you and i stay for a while
among the withered roses
beyond our caved secrets
how about
... drops of coffee
to aid our thoughts
and stain our senses
how about
... a silence long due
a break from the awkward noises
we always make
how about
... sleeping beside our graves
holding in our hands the fact
that heroes can't be saved
Showing posts with label the retired RaijnE (from the old blog). Show all posts
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Monday, April 14, 2008
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