I can't find myself
because I've locked myself away
because I've taken a wrong turn
it's all gone, torched
ashes falling, smoke that rises
an escape of longing
torn from desire
without me it can flourish
living within memory
forever it seems
signals of thought
tied up in this game
essence of choice
fed up with the shame
some don't live at all
some live too much
life
so divine
so enriched
so sublime
life
it's our downfall
1 comments:
i like i like
*hugs*
~heather (grave)~
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