Life is too short to be alone.
Silence shifts in shadows slipping slowly over saddened eyes.
Sagging spirits slumber senselessly --but freedom does not come with sleep.
How can no one care, no one talk, no one remember...
A mind left alone will go crazy, a heart will sag, a soul will cry:
Why am I forgotten?
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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