Make You Think

April 10, 2008
Creeping steadily into my mind
Everyday residing without hesitation
Continuing to block my thoughts
Haunt my every wish and dream

My glass half empty
Forever waiting for mother nature to fill my cup
Never does she coming to dance
Only retorting with bitter branches and dying petals

Keep protected the memories
Lost souls of my past
Crying out for me, for forgivness
Never replying, I fade

Desolate wastelands of my soul
Give my your finnest wine and i throw it aside
Hand me your heart and love
I accept graciously and thankfully

I own none of bittersweet regret
Only of faith
To you and them and me
And so my world revolves on.

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