mashma
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Divorced
Somewhere you are now
Like the wind I never saw, no-existent to me
Ephemeral or perpetual
Just a ghost of my past love.
Where you are
Shine like a Lilly
Tome non-recyclable ash
Of long burnt wood
Eternally dumped into a rejection truck.
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