Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Memories of Love

Can't see at all
Though I can sure feel
Echoes of what
I tried to conceal
Flickers of light
Sometimes reflect
Just to remind me
Of when I had wrecked
The cave I dwell in
Is forever changed
Because of you
I'm not too deranged
But the echoes live on
Perhaps for all time
But why should I care
For nickels and dimes

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