Stories

the stories that I tell my head
to hold my love intact
I roam inside these fantasies
a starless sky shines back

as it all slips from my fingers
guardian angels silently sleep
and  pieces of love erode away
leaving my heart to weep
 
words can't frame this room I'm in
all the photos overexposed
images blur and fade in my mind 
leaving nothing left of you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Palli Avatar
March 13, 2010 at 12:56 AM
can feel the heartache.
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