Holding tightly to a memory
a photograph of you and me
a moment stuck in time
a faint rememberence inside my mind
A place to which I can't return
a bridge that was already burned
ashes that cling to my skin
screaming of what could have been
by: me
Thursday, March 22, 2007
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1 comment:
you ever consider publishing your poetry?
-nate
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