I write what I am, about what I see and where I go. The people I meet may be brief or they may last a lifetime. Within the words everyone has a place and they all mean something to me whether bitter or bittersweet. Please feel free to lose yourself here as I do with the words.
Monday, 15 August 2011
scrambling for light
and in the end
time lapses
you fail to
send summer
plummeting to depths
reserved for
the ones with madness
in their eyes
their heart
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