What he couldn't keep
The Leaves were torn and so was he,
as he tried to follow her trace.
A winterly wind embraced his throat
and tried its best to strangle.
What kept him going was what had left him.
It was what he couldn't keep.
as he tried to follow her trace.
A winterly wind embraced his throat
and tried its best to strangle.
What kept him going was what had left him.
It was what he couldn't keep.
10 jun 2010
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