left to the pagesA Poem by Danielle Asherfor some people fear is stronger than love.
I didn’t take a single picture because there is nothing I needed to remember No memory of getting wasted Getting high No memory of getting fucked Wanting to die No memory of playing games Long sigh No memory of who was right or wrong It not being worth a try No memory of all the tears I did not expect to cry No memory of the emptiness Off I go to fly It was the first time you and I tasted And now we ended up in the muck Looking to appoint some blame Desperately trying to lessen the pain When all we had was a song, or rather many Throughout the years You and I filled with plentifulness Left to the pages now Just left 2.20.08 © 2008 Danielle AsherAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on February 20, 2008 Last Updated on February 20, 2008 AuthorDanielle Ashernot what you would expect, Long Island, NYAboutI care about faith,Justice, Equity for all, Peace, love,working toward letting go of all judgment,music, dancing, traveling as much of the world as I can and Chocolate! check out IVAW.org read my fri.. more..Writing
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