All ties broken, all threads torn,
I can not venture in to the past I have known.
I move in to the future with eyes sewn shut,
Searching for something, not knowing what.
It pours tears and it rains blood,
I swim, I drown, in the ensuing flood.
All the hopes, all memories worn,
All ties broken, all threads torn.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
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