It hurts
You hurt
Unknowingly, quietly
You make me weep
Sitting by the window
Staring at the stump
You make me wonder
And you make me dream
In a flash you disappear
Far away into nowhere
Only to test me
When I am deep in sleep
You are birth
You are life
And it is you
That lives post death
No heart you have
No mind to think
No soul to feel
No eyes to see
You are a wisp,
A shadow, a fear
You are nothing
But a mere memory...
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Memories
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