memoried living

memoried living

A Poem by We May Well Be The Ones

I feel when you breeze through my hands
through veins and tones and cracks
but you're not coming back
I think if I'll see you again
if I'd freeze or jump or bend
a dance not worth the spin

and now I'm gone
like a child destined to slip away
you won't miss me anymore

I cried to show my demands
but no words were shaking your plans
you knew you weren't coming back
thoughts and fears, they spilled from your tongue
your coldened heart filled mine with love
oh look what's become of us

and now I'm gone
like a child destined to slip away
you won't miss me anymore

© 2009 We May Well Be The Ones


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We May Well Be The Ones
We May Well Be The Ones

West Covina, OR



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