Tuesday 11 September 2012

The end.

Towards a night so blank, stars so shine but to pretend,
Twinkling lights out in the dark, a silent space I don't intend,
Its my mind out of thoughts, as the heart so learn to blend,
Its the hope I should keep, a little love i must lend,


For its what I was that I seek, in every moment I spend,
A feeling of freedom through to live, dream on I must depend,
A little confusion a lot of doubts, for what I seek I don't tend,
Life is calling but from far, as to reach I got to bend,


A winter postcard black ink, a letter of love forgot to send,
Address blank in the front, while the back read "dear friend",
"Spend this time all with me, Share my love that I lend",
"Towards a night so blank, Stars but shine to the end."

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