Friday, March 13, 2009

salam alaikum.



as the moon shone bright,
in the darkness of clear blue skies,
my mind drifted to stories of past,
remembering everything was like killing,
killing a heart that once a shine to everyone,
then slowly faded until there was none,
angling and aiming,
to where the foot brought her,
just like being in a quizzical puzzle,
where parts of it were missing,
there was no way she could find them,
she..

to be continued..

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