here and gone
and I fill the void
counting words
telling me of love
here and gone
behind masks
in the windows reflection
beauty of moments
dried poppies
rosebuds waiting
me and you hurting
so we start over
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-05-11 at 13:27
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