While I deteriorated,
and the edges unfurled,
I found your name.
Somewhere in me,
along the fault line,
you were etched in dust.
Oct 6, 2010
Oct 6, 2010 at 4:47 PM UTC
While I deteriorated,
and the edges unfurled,
I found your name.
Somewhere in me,
along the fault line,
you were etched in dust.
© Kayleigh Redwine October 6th, 2010
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