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
Friday, March 27, 2009
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