Emotions
By moonglo
Days pass endlessly our times remain unforgotten the words still rip through my soul as fresh as that day the wind whips my hair the ice freezes on my skin my soul, it aches my heart, it kills I feel your fingertips as clear as before what secrets do you hold what feelings remain within the blanket of emotions it covers me thick each answer uncovered breaks my heart again and when I think its over another complication begins Written January 20th, 2002 © on Jan 19 2002 04:35 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Days pass endlessly..."