Dream Relics

Mostly poems. I write when I am depressed.

Friday, August 31, 2007

sad

it pulls me back
again
and burns
just when you thought
the sentence lifted.

she can not help me.
every word from her,
kind or not,
is sadness for me.

everything would be ok
except for time.
i am a million miles off
Posted by Peter vzM at 11:04 PM

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