Saturday, August 18, 2012

Stained Window

My window has changed blue pane, stained glass window veins My older eyes see more of you Though Id rather a distorted view. I can't look away, a horror this film watching you. I can't see the way I can dry these old eyes staring directly at you. Free me from my need to know you and I will smile in mockery. Make me believe I once knew you and my beclouded view was magnificently true.

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