This sand,
it's quick.
This water,
it's cold.
This fire,
it's determined.
it's burdened.
Don't forget.
That man,
he's lonely.
That cat,
he's hungry.
That child,
he's lost his way.
he's running away.
Don't forget.
A map,
is lost.
A letter,
is burned.
A clock,
is left waiting.
is left for debating.
Don't forget.
We,
have made music.
We,
have made wishes.
We,
have made promises.
We,
have made stories.
We,
have made memories.
We,
have made each other.
Don't forget.
Please.
it's quick.
This water,
it's cold.
This fire,
it's determined.
it's burdened.
Don't forget.
That man,
he's lonely.
That cat,
he's hungry.
That child,
he's lost his way.
he's running away.
Don't forget.
A map,
is lost.
A letter,
is burned.
A clock,
is left waiting.
is left for debating.
Don't forget.
We,
have made music.
We,
have made wishes.
We,
have made promises.
We,
have made stories.
We,
have made memories.
We,
have made each other.
Don't forget.
Please.
hm...... burned letters... there's just something about them, isn't there? look up the poem Burning the Letters by Sylvia Plath.... its amazing. Anyway, luv this!!
ReplyDeletewow. I really really love this!!!
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