13 April, 2011 at 16:06 (Uncategorized)

There are days, some more than others,
When it rolls across me like a wave,
Just what we lost.
Tried so hard and had to give it up
because life is a choice
Crippling you each moment
with the touch you haven’t felt in years
and the dreams are all you have
until they disappear.
There are days, some more than others,
when it rolls across me like a wave,
and I am bent double with
what it cost me
to stick to my terms and still endure.

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1 Comment

  1. mayamaia said,

    Oh, my dear, you speak and I hear my own heart.

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