An acid day
An empty bar
An acid day
A final tear
that lost its way
A photograph
torn in two
A dirty ashtray
The colour blue
A tortured thought
A butchers knife
No escape
The price of life
So I left your name
on the window pane
And took my heart
to meet the rain.
© Rik - 02/02/2006
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2006-02-02 at 16:56
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