Thursday, September 1, 2011

Gone

No trace
no voices in your place
you seem gone
I stared at your window
hoping you will come
it's just a sad yellowish building
it's just another sad day
it's just another lunatic passing by
it's just not knowing how to heal.
too much, too soon
too many shadows of doubts
no way to clear that up.

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