Tuesday, 2 March 2010

One Nail in the Box...

In a confused state; I wished I wasnt late
And my discomfort proved to be spot on
'Cos everytime that my heart did palpate
'Twas from his birthday forgotten that it'd lingered on ...

Like a nail shutting the box of one memory I had for so long
Wished to put to sleep, from an earlier life's fate; bemoaned.

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