by starfire_girlLisbon Falls, Maine, USA
Sep 2011 900 Views 6 comments
NOT TO FORGET YOU
There stands death.
A bluish distillate in a cup without a saucer.
Such a strange place to find a cup
balanced on the back of a hand~
A shooting star that fell into and from my eyes
sparkles there~
~not to forget you
~to endure.
A bluish distillate in a cup without a saucer.
Such a strange place to find a cup
balanced on the back of a hand~
A shooting star that fell into and from my eyes
sparkles there~
~not to forget you
~to endure.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Sep 2011
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