..... abc .....and what you will
twisted and searching
are moments left in me
as time descends into
momentus space
bubbles of endless disbelief
following boxed patterns
in days when missing you
is the word surronding me
and melancholy befriends us
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-05-31 at 16:55
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