mere months left, days even......
yet distance has set in
every day yet another farce
conversation mere small talk
feelings boarded in
memories...relived
happy times,ah! those were the days
mere months left yet..distance has set in
torn,mutilated,and frozen
yet my soul lives on
but where is the other half?
1 comment:
well well
not to shabby.
i'm glad i got you to start a blog
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