Tuesday, 15 February 2011

Just A Jot

I used to love memories
strong and lovable
said to wound
photos to burn
imaginary glows
it hurts.

Once I touch the night
it's creepy height enthral
mesmerize upon mind
decline no loner
effect no other
it hurts.

I used to love wonders
cast a spell
magically bound to eternity
useless grasps
beyond hold
imaginary collapse
Lastly it hurts.


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