Saturday, 21 June 2008

Nov 2007

One touch
…And I’m lost

One word
…Then I’m found

Everything’s perfect
But inside I’m drowned?

This was a dream
One worth too much
A second of difference
So desperate to touch

There is no right
Could I be wrong?
My mirrors reflection
Refracting a song

One note
…And I’m lost

One more
…Then I’m found

What if wrong could be right?
What if silence were sound

(Nov 2007)

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