Sunday, December 19, 2010

yellow moon

passage of time
far... yet it looks so near,
the farther it seems the closer it gets,
walking on a thin line called "hope"
feelings that we have to overcome,
thoughts growing like a cancer,
a twinkling of an eye...
and the time is gone,
hanging on just memories,
a quiet desperation fill the empty spaces
and i turned and see her smiling.

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