Monday, August 23, 2010

Obscure impression

I reach for you, but you’re not there
You have no face because I don’t know who you are

A figure of my desires not yet reality

Left here with no instructions
Lost on a path that cuts in all directions

Bumping along the ground is sharp and digs deep

Blood seeps out
Continue on

Path ahead
Don’t go back
It will come with

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