THE QUILT OF PRECIOUS TIES
I watched them come
and I watched them go.
The once that made me happy.
The once that made me low.
Through the years of chillin' bones
I made a quilt of precious ties.
But the quilt was made undone
as they left with all their lies.
I've learned the lesson - nothing lasts.
Still I long for eternal symbiosis.
I walk these cold, cold corridors
of memories both bold and anxious.
Now I have met a soul of gold.
Once more I see the light of day.
Someone sweet came my way.
Oh, how I wish you'll stay!
Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2007-08-18 at 00:02
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