i walked to the end of myself and stood at the edge
the dawn in the horizon was dirty with bristling light
deep below was doubt in rivers that coursed nowhere
all the bridges had been burned by those who left me
the wind refused to be silent but escaped any meaning
i remember when it was night everywhere i wandered
death mentioned to me that we were not so different
we both hold things so close to us time itself will stop
Reflection
11:33pm tuesday, 22nd december
Contrast
So is the contrast.
Waiting to be discover.
From whos side will you see.
From the Dark? From the light?
A coins toss?
A coins fall.
What will win?
Only those who cared.
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2:48pm wednesday, 23rd december
Love is a flower who shows its emotion when ready...........
Reflection