Looking Backwards by M.A.Meddings
On rain swept windows
In stationary Automobiles
I saw the reflection of you
Looking backwards to me
Then flying like you could
Have done long ago
Before I hurt you
And said wicked things
Without meaning to
So now in burdoned guilt
I come to you with
Upturned hands
Poetry by lastromantichero

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Written on 2006-11-17 at 08:55




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