Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Without

Without a memory or a trace
Without a smile upon your face

Without emotions soaring high
Without a tear upon your eye

Without a sound all through the night
Without a shadow upon your light

Without a fire now left to burn
Without a chance of your return

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Intro...



This is the first poem I wrote since I started writing again - http://tmustxpress.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-from-start-when-we-are-born.html
after that point life has taken turns that I couldn't have ever imagined...

T