Saturday, April 3, 2010

Another Lost?

Fearing another lost of teardrops
My eyes wish to close forever
Shying away from its meaning
My lips no longer wear a smile

Today I buried myself deep inside
Haunting from a past wound
Which could never heal
What I’m left with?
Still afraid of another lost?

Another lost
From an empty hand
Holding
Some meager sands
From your footprints?

Another lost
From a heart
Filled with nothingness

I censored myself today
From every dying spirits of you
Against all odds
To cage myself again
With your whims.....

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