Saturday, May 16, 2009

Love Letter # 8 - GoodBye.

So it’s goodbye.
The last straw drawn,
The last card dealt,
The hollow creeps slowly
Into the crevices of a muddled mind,
Uncertainly clear of thoughts rampant .

So it’s goodbye.
It’s time to walk away,
It’s time to forget,
Words enticed by actions lost
In futures,
Some lifetime away.

So it’s goodbye.
A moment forgotten
A memory lapsed
Misplaced and misjudged
In a past
Not so far ago.

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