I've written this story before
I've tread these roads
these roads to nowhere
The one here
Gets it all
With me every moment
He hears and sees all dimensions
In the end he gets the love
Maybe
Not
This time
Dare I walk the path once more?
Knowing how the story ends
Unhappily on both counts
Bereft of the accident
And disgusted with the dream
To ruin another wish
With spontaneity
That is true
But, really, is all wrong
Restraint
What is it?
Why?
How?
I know the roads
but I don't know where to go
Monday, October 6, 2008
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