You see this light up in the sky?
That's me,
burning for my worst remembered sins;
burning for my best forsakened deeds.
Hold on traveler and gaze,
for my life is an everlasting blaze
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Love me
I asked once, remember?
Do you love me?
Yes, you said. I love you.
And you did
and we walked down that road
together, holding hands.
And now I notice.
That road we once took
was not just any road
it was an avenue
It was you.
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