Goodbye

Oct 05, 2005 13:26

"Light as a feather.
The sky twists and turns,
as emotions do on this cold, lonely day.
A stream of light burns passion, singes trust, into every living cell.
Things slowly slipped away.
You, slowly slip away.
Just another fond memory,
to think about on days like this."

"Today slipped away."
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