Friday, March 27, 2009

When drops of moon light peer down
Bright shades
Of Blue and Red
Appear

Blend together
Shapes form in thy heart

Bitter happiness
Comes and goes

I remember,
Those days,

Where we laugh,
Smiles
Had the times of our lives,

But things took a turn
Turn in the direction I never want it to

Turn into sadness
Loneliness
The rough times

Will things blend together
Will my heart ever stop

The longing of good time ever subside
Wishing to go back

Running backward,
Still longing to find those specks

To be bright,
To be alive

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