…trance …blank
What is this place of no windows to flood my eyes?
The quiet-surely I am alone?-is unnatural and frightening
Stimulation and flashback pierce my mind Fragmentary asymmetry
I remember nothing but feel shivering pain
I remember nothing; just the vestiges of your dear face and past
The voice echoing in my mind seems to call to me now…
Dramatic flashbacks in my mind Fragmentary asymmetry
I cannot retrieve them; even if this cynical reality would break me
I wish I could…I can’t forget the memories of flesh and blood which still call…
‘I don’t understand at all…yet you are beloved…’
Although I realize I know this,
Why do I know it?
…that, I cannot recall…
duminică, 29 martie 2009
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