The light fades
and she departs.
No words, just hate.
Reeling thoughts
hide the sun.
A burning bush?
Who cast the die?
for today I met
and didn't regret
my unmade fate.
Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 11:09 AM UTC
The light fades
and she departs.
No words, just hate.
Reeling thoughts
hide the sun.
A burning bush?
Who cast the die?
for today I met
and didn't regret
my unmade fate.
