duminică, 26 iulie 2009

Hope floats...

I sit, I watch...the city lights...
Like this before...so many nights...

The stars seem old...the city cold...
Same stories told...same taken road...

The sky once blue...

The world around and round...it spun...
Carried across the void...icon...
Of thee...
...in me...
...saved from the sea...

The sea of long lost past...

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