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Saturday, May 9, 2009


She had a dream last night where
the ghost of her past came
haunting
the times of her life
just another nightmare
all over again

The skies were never so blue
the grass never really
breathing
all that would be left of
would be the remnants
of those statues
1999

She couldn't breathe
the ever flowing amount of people
the whispers not the stares
Tearing
Like an absorbent sponge
to be held down
once again

The lights of san francisco
the notions of yesterday
failing thrust into frozen
capitailsed icicles
dark as winter

She saw her dad last night
for one more time
fading
into the shadows of
uneven plantations
never again
once more

The lines began to swirl
the thread of hope
dissapearing
turn away from the light
the light at the end of the tunnel
the clock ticking

She needed air
the lights of forever yesterday
ticking
her wings earthbound
unto memories of
the present

The sunset once more
the final sunrise
till darkness invades
the final midnight
gone

Haunting, Breathing, Tearing, Failing
Fading, Dissapearing, Ticking,
Gone~

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