this is a coconut shell, and i am it's frog

Monday, August 24, 2009
one passion
the one i could never have
the one i could always have

one passion, one love, one lust,
one emotion, one decision, to last.

perhaps.

in the quiet of the mountain breeze
there blows a whisper of forgotten pain
in the tick, in the tock,
in the prose of a man's scribblings

too much pain
too much hurt
too much anger
too much loss

is the space between here and there
then and now
the wicked lies and cruel deceptions
the heartless slights and cold cold glances

the space between the smiles and joy
the laughter and rain
the warmth and silent contentment -

one passion
posted by theycallmecruel @ 8:16 PM  
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