Saturday, 25 January 2014


In all failure and glory
In all riches and dearth
In life and in its pages
Is written my story

A closure I seek
The tale cold and steep
A lovely agony
A timeless wait

Dying now born again
Back and forth in lane
Stumbling and stealing
From those moments ingrained

To linger I'm doomed
Suddenly I see days' gloom 
And then roses in night
Like a drop in its flight

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