26/08/2012

today is not tomorrow



I wish there were a ritual
to let the past take flight
so these moments of silence
won't pierce me anymore

let go, the river says
and swim on,
for I can hold all your tears


so my tears become
one with the river
as all that I was
falls far behind

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