going from pointA Poem by Tenteni'm very bad with naming pieces
I said I’d listen to the music
Our flows ran from
Said I’d be ok on my own
a healer awaiting the gallows
that cold winter day
but your face
a simple message
shook my resolve
such cold eyes
that distance growing
listening to another song
we shared in simple breath
my heart just skipped a beat
Broken resolve, ashes to ash…
we burned this last time
those tunes, my heart hurts
I can only wonder
Why now, why me
Creation was formed by
These lonely hands
I was existing with out
The now version of our time
© 2008 TentenAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on August 29, 2008 AuthorTentenAlamosa, COAboutI know me well enough to know that I don't who I truly am and that I deceive myself into believing i have found my way in life. i well away of the fact that i am a contradiction of actions and words a.. more..Writing
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