четвъртък, 28 март 2013 г.

Tonight


bits of poems are twisting around me
like ropes
like hopes
made of wire.
suspended.

Do you count the looks I failed to hide from you? Do I count heartbreaks
Or the words that you spared?
In a desert
Would you count
                           the
                                sand?
I have forgotten
Now...
You don't feel
You don't feel
You don't feel lost anymore.

***

Tonight
I should have been smiling at somebody else.

totally random... after a night out when  I was not really supposed to be out. I had some thoughts that made sense I swear... but all sense disappeared the moment I went out of the shower. :D

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