Sunday, April 25, 2010

you can go now

Soon will it be
a month now
How fine I was
until I started thinking
did I not know?
I miss the person I thought
you were
you could have been
the person you are not


An illusion to believe,
I did
just a speck of dust
formed into perfection
You are
At least that's what I thought


All in darkness
the little girl whispers alone
I miss my old friend
here he is
he stands right next to me
I cant feel him
he's gone


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