The Broodings Of A Bound Escapist
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Friday, 20 February 2015
Fables Of A Forlorn Forever #11
Distance
Does not
Separate us;
Mountain or chasm.
You are just
A thought away.
Fables Of A Forlorn Forever #10
To be a shadow
Of what you are
Is to breathe
Without actually living
Is to smile
Without actually feeling
Is to hide
To never be found.
Soon,
The sky
Will burn
Oh,
How we
Will yearn
For the stillness
To return.
Thursday, 25 December 2014
Fables Of A Forlorn Forever #9
The air you
Exhale feed them all:
Winter fog,
Autumn breeze,
Summer heat,
Spring blossoms.
Your absence
Is their starvation.
Fables Of A Forlorn Forever #8
To not see you,
To not hear you,
To not feel you,
To not taste you,
To not smell you,
Is to be punished
Every second I am alive
For a crime that only exists in our minds.
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