Friday, January 28, 2011

Lay to rest.

When you feel slightly out of place.
The road takes you nowhere.
Seemingly it seems...

The horizon blanks out, the flood rises.
She's a thousand miles away, the flood surrounding her.
A safe haven.

He watched the days trickle by.
With each passing moment, his love grows.
His worries widened.

But, he, gasping for air, trying to hold on.
But, her eyes, her words did not meet.
And his stories lay to rest...

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