PageJ

13 Φεβρουαρίου 2008

There is no pain you are receding

A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.

You are only coming through in waves.

Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.

When I was a child

I caught a fleeting glimpse

Out of the corner of my eye.

I turned to look but it was gone

I cannot put my finger on it now

The child is grown,

The dream is gone.

I have become comfortably numb

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25 Νοεμβρίου 2007

"Our shadows are taller than our soul."

stairway to heaven

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