Slipping AwayA Poem by the wretched
i cannot belie, this long nagging doubt i don't know why, thought i'd figured you out the clockwork's confusing, the metal all rusted, the crumbling heart, that once i had trusted the eyes made of sea, that now seem more like ice the fingers, once soothing, now grating like knives, and whether this is, because i foretold it, or whether these cards were the ones fate was holding i do not know, and alas, do not care which we'd never be here, 'pon a time once, you'd swear it, and yet here we stand, as the rubble still echoes if there's something you love, as you say, than just let go. and if it comes back to you someday, it's yours, but how can it fly if it's broken and sore? © 2008 the wretched |
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1 Review Added on October 19, 2008 Authorthe wretchednowareham, MAAboutthe most important thing to know about me is that at any given time, you could be dealing with someone else. I am an artist of multiple facets. Writing is one of many things i do as an art, and certa.. more..Writing
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