November 5, 2012

Timeless


Echoes of history blast from very far,
Doors once open are still left ajar,
Feelings that were intense are now strong with love,
Time is still so fresh,
I can hear the last tick of the clock still in the air,
The candle still shining many light-years on,
Still the radio playing that classic song,
Now the truth finally downs,
That I grew old without you,

I stand alone holding this picture,
Tears from my eyes wiping it clear,
Let the memories come back alive,
As I slowly crawl back in time,
I meet many familiar faces on my way,
Some being washed away
By old blood flowing in my mind,

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…………………………………….HELP FINISH ME

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