hello

Oct 25, 2005 12:41

we reached through the stars
shaped a shining vessel
filled with potent spirits
opiate dreams
3 am whispers
telepathetic moments

we held it in our hands
that fragile notion of permanence
let the world revolve
on it's own for a time

we felt the weight
as we poured too much of ourselves
into that fragile notion
and let it slip

we reached down
taking the shards in our hands

we bled as we touched what we lost

we stood
smiled, cryed
and said hello
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