Thursday, June 10, 2010

It Starts

There you are

Where you are

And fallen, I have

Caught me, you did.

Try to escape the....

I cannot live without......

But how could we handle.....

Then, you, and peace.

It's there, it holds...

Surrounds, warms..

But the thought...

Of loss..

Haunts.

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