fair weather friends with hopes of
plans in lands far away.
life, love and the pursuit of loneliness
etched into my mind.
tainted shards of happiness in my past;
broken pieces of happiness in my hands.
and now?
i can see the sun from anywhere.
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4 comments:
wow, so familiar and so close to home
So incredibly good.
That last line...
I'm really glad we got to discuss this.
I too really like the last line. It reminds me of a line I made up to use in some non-existant movie.
We haven't had any very deep conversations in a long time.
Tim, GREAT poem...
I, along with everyone else it seems, espcially like the last 2 lines. I also love the image of you holding happiness in your hands...so good.
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