Full stop. Dont ask me when I will stop. Give you the time of day, engage, your silence feeding pain, care enough to not give up . Dont ask me where I shall stop. Take pains to be interested in you, your worries and cares, youre communicatively not there . Dont ask me who Ill be when I stop. Chrysalis destined to fly free, wild universe passionately in me, silence echoing wasted footsteps erased by winds divinely decreed . Dont look for me once Ive stopped. For the letters will all have flown, changed my number cant telephone, end of manipulative lyings gallop, book of dreams closed at the final full stop . MH - Copyright 2014
Posted on: Tue, 01 Apr 2014 17:18:16 +0000
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