Thursday, October 6, 2011

Shore Petty

There was nothing promised
yet everything promised
it often spew its mist
in a direction it wouldn't miss
my lips it's kissed
on many an occassion, it's missed

thou, how be it possible to be here
to leave, remove, live here?
like rewind on the mind
how heavy the weight on the heart
as rain piercing through porous surfaces
tear drops rolls down sad faces

shall thou be held accountable
it is not a fault
how precious are the dreams
moments,
moments will never come to pass

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