Never felt
the desire to open thee,
But one day
thou sprang’st open.
What I see?
You &
me.
You,
Me.
I see your
visage looking at me,
Precious
friend.
The feeling
of the cold air of irony is takin’ over,
Because you
are looking at me,
Laughing at
me
And telling
the story of my friendship with thee.
I see the
future in the present
And in the
future the past,
But what I
see
Is the
future with thee
The future
thou destroyest.
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Published on e-Stories.org on 07/09/2007.
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