almost
silentlysadness
came
creeping
through
the walls
it was
not meant
to be
this way
no
not at all
we were
almost
happy
nestling
on the
feather
down
cradling
in each
others arms
as
slowly
stealthily
sadly
those walls
our walls
gave up
their
memories
Poetry by Peter Humphreys

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Written on 2007-09-08 at 14:16




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