ThebeA Poem by Mr.Boffin
walk lightly
old love, the howls you will hear... aeons pass, and change is last, so why do you still hold dear? let go of hope, this ship is sunk (and on the rocks). the clouded horizon -- paves the way to the end of yesterday. © 2013 Mr.Boffin |
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