Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Daunting Fragments

 
I look forward to dreaming,
Escaping from you and what I could be,
With the night as my compass,
To a land I can not remember.

It's the fragments of you
That I wish I never knew.

It's the best moments of the past
That burn, burn, burn, and last. 







June 2013

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