Monday, January 02, 2006

:: Sacred ::

Every end to start anew
All the love too sworn out true

With every petal teared turn blue
Coming sacred still of you

Wrapped in crumble, locked in time
Hearts enfold - memories mine

Always calling, always cry
Never waited - unseen sign.

Time outdated, time unknown
Watch him follow, fall back home.

Of secrets hidden, secrets blind
One i hold sacred; one i call mine.



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spoken. at 3:13 PM



"Point your gun in another direction — now that you've cried yourself to sleep."