Monday, November 30, 2009

November 20th

Your words like finger prints
Unable am I to interpret the clues
Just memories that keep your existence consistent
If only I new it was true
and your heart still beats for me
without the lifeless stare
I'm denied my dignity
and hide in emails and pictures
How can I construct the future
When my thoughts are always captured
Imprisoned by your image
Forgotten by the world that turns
Days pass me before
I can even swallow

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