some time in spring '07...

Apr 27, 2008 20:04

A drifting day
passing night
all with a gloom
which you can only see
if you close your eyes
know what it means to die
but you can't yet
life is too rooted
in your young bones
to let in a chill so deep
you would cry to sleep
so cry to wake
to have sun kiss your face
and feel alive
with a breeze to wash away
one more dreary day
and laugh to sleep
laugh no matter what they say...
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