burningbridges : Writing

Untitled, June.

Untitled, June.

A Poem by burningbridges


The hands on the clock are broken One’s moving too fast and the other is frozen Beating to the time of your heart Oceans and oceans apart It..
August Again and Again

August Again and Again

A Poem by burningbridges


She said The August sky burns bright tonight the stars are hanging low the Heaven’s may not last forever but they show us all we know. Sh..
9-11-09

9-11-09

A Poem by burningbridges


It’s the second time around now empty streets with tired eyes and a tired sky The stars won’t shine tonight. and Central Park is qui..

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