Sunday, July 12, 2009
Reënwoorde
JADED BROWN
the pouring rain running across my face
taking with it the colour of my eyes
faded now the windows to my soul
my love for you was my demise
© 12.07.2009
WORDS FAIL
this place
an empty space
not a trace
of your face
leather and lace
no more grace
slowing the pace
for death’s embrace
© 12.07.2009
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