Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Turning the page

Dreams shatter even when we're not asleep,
In fact they were never ours to keep
Vast chasms develop slowly over time
Our voices muted turn to mime
Regrets and memories intertwine
Crossing over the blurry line
Even through this worldly test
Doing only what we thought was best

PS: I'm sorry. For all my mistakes over the years. To all family and friends, forgive me for not being the person you wanted me to be. Hope all your prayers are with us now.


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