Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Cold Dunes
I sometimes wonder...
Are the wastelands of Hope large enough for us to bury all of our memories?
Especially when the vultures of Loneliness look upon?
Are the wastelands of Hope large enough for us to bury all of our memories?
Especially when the vultures of Loneliness look upon?
Freefall
The winds of change have begun to blow,
I know it's time that I lower my guard,
I'm tired of digging, the treasure trove be damned,
I'm now looking for flowers in my backyard.
I know it's time that I lower my guard,
I'm tired of digging, the treasure trove be damned,
I'm now looking for flowers in my backyard.
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