Sunday, January 8, 2012


Where the bright light has missed

Hiding things that were left behind, forgotten

Where the remains of things long past

Are yearning for your attention

Where the pieces of days gone by

Their shards are pricking your back

Where memories of them were so vivid

Yet you cannot remember their faces

Where once promises of together forever

Was crumpled like an exercise book paper

Never leave your shadow alone

For it exists, therefore exists you.

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