|Crafted of Loneliness
Author: Frore PM
Breathe now and consider them forgotten.Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst - Words: 133 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 3 - Published: 09-23-06 - id: 2251289
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There was a time when I managed to breath words, that in the end, contained meaning.
Loneliness, it seems, has forgotten them there.
When I requested warmth in my days of finality
I found solace the betrayal of my wishes, and slept alone in the cold.
I realize I was crafted from disassociation all along
Is it better to be in one's own company by yourself
or with a million others?
Close your eyes and so many gazes overlook your heart.
Breathe now and consider them forgotten
I remember how those arbors burned in so many colors,
If only snow fell in prism tones, I'd share them with you.