Apology, regret, truth, redemption, judgement, pieces, remember that's all
By duderag
Pieces of her Left Left in the passages of my heart Picked up in gentle sway Placed in places there With sunflowers grown From the presence Of pieces of her I retreat from Fridays spent with the world Not in recognition of that I call myself Showered, I shed my skin Shut out that that I can touch and all its falsities For the truth is that that I cannot touch The truth is that that I cannot see But for closed eye The only time truth can be Never mind truth will not breathe Never mind truth will not walk with me But I will wander the passages of my heart Spend the spent moments With my sunflowers And with pieces of her 11/01/01 Remembering pieces of her on a lonely Friday night Written January 11th, 2002 © on Jan 19 2002 03:06 PM PST 0 • 8
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