Dreams Progress
Saturday 7 July 2012
A Walk Through Memory
I walk through the vines
They slither over my feet
Delicate yet numbing
Draped over branches
They hiss as I walk.
As I see ahead
The uncertain light
Of nostalgia
yet regret.
What lies beyond
Miles of blue
From a point
Of should I
Or should I not.
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Priyankee
10 July 2012 at 09:53
Oi, very vivid yet subtle. Keep up the good work!
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Oi, very vivid yet subtle. Keep up the good work!
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