This is me and only me. My feelings, my truth, my life, my thoughts and my ideas. Feelings that have frozen, melted and re-frozen standing upto the vagaries of time.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Going Back
Slipping through my hands Slowly you are Baby steps away from me Walking you are
The more you slip Tighter my grip Farther you go away Glued my feet stay
Times of happiness Slowly I see ending Back into emptiness My life is drifting
1 comment:
AWSOME :) Thats more like ur kinda poetry!!!
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