Monday, April 11, 2011


Faded black ink
On off-white sheets
The faint smell of nostalgia lingers
On these unsent letters

To a time submenrged
Underneath a barrage of memories

I dust the reel
Melancholy is forgotten
Bits and pieces join together
I'm lost in the images

The sound of catalysis echoes
It got the better of you then
It got the better of me now

We created magic together
Until time got the better of us somehow

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