Guessing Games

October 10, 2007 § 1 Comment

Everything you were fades into this…
And one more careless thought, killed my bliss.
There’s something wrong with you still here…
You were afraid of something…self-inflicted, random fear.
So no more secrets to tell, no more white lies…
How did you feel against the quiet goodbyes?
I bet they stuck to your heart
And broke apart.
Live to tell and let me go-
The truth, these emotions too well I know.
You will never find
What adheres to my mind…
I cannot finish your game.
The dust of five thousand summers I blame.


© Sonya Rose

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