Just Once - a Trine

Jul 28, 2011 01:22

Just Once

I had hoped, just once, to be heard
for me to be what you preferred.

But silence is all I shall know
now that it’s time for me to go.

All of this, nothing but a dream,
where things are never what they seem.

That distant fantasy is blurred
as reality shifts, ebbs and flows.
Once, in a dream, my words held your esteem.

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poetry, trine

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kawaii_gaara September 16 2011, 11:02:59 UTC
Though through that mere dream,
came something precious to each.
Despite the struggle,
another bond grew and one,
this one wishes to keep close. ♥

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