The daylights ends... So the darkness can sweep in. visions of hours past in moments, A thousand miles traveled in seconds. A million reasons to leave this all behind To start another day... If only to show you the way, fingertips trying to hold true while losing grip to the person you hold dear... Only to find out the way through the forest is unclear, cutting brush and vines to come around to places you put markers to stay clear. Stand alone to succumb, hold true to burn bright like a supernova, still alone a million miles from the closest sun. As thick a grove in a forest full of sand, grabbing grains so small they slip through your hands. hold tight to all you hold dear. the sands count time as you slip further to your fears. ^^^bored^^^
Posted on: Tue, 16 Jul 2013 05:33:42 +0000
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