Memory
Staring at this stone reminds me of you
The curve of the top, is the smile only I could see through
The way it sits on the ground
It brings back memories
When you started losing pound by pound
And the earth around us began to freeze
The only things I have left are the letters that are torn, ripped and bent
The letters that I should've but never did send
Now it's too late
...Monday 9th May 2016 12:06 am
Life's a Beach (unfinished)
It is ok to walk the shores of truth
With the shallow waves of lies
Where the sea shells are speckled with proof
Be careful not to be swept away by the riptide
Wading in, you will find the murky part where sand and water mix
Looking deeper only shows you deceit and tricks
Sunday 8th May 2016 1:18 pm
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