Wednesday, 12 October 2011

Discrepancies

 
Crystal lattices,
Slicing through the undesirables.

Leaving with whatever's left,
We say goodnight.

So unfeeling,
Forgotten and unspoken,
So needing.
But this is only the beginning.

Stop,
Wait,
The world is spinning.

An I've lost you.


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