Monday, 30 March 2009

Spark

I wish I could make you smile, the same what that the sky falls down when I look at you. I wish that every moment was a spark that you held in your heart. I wish that it was something to remember.
I buzz for days on one moment. I am filled with the joy that I have achieved what I later find out... It is not enough.
Twinkle you are no enough you shouldn't even be here you are nothing that will make anything better than it is. You are nothing in a world that no longer holds excitement. That no longer breaks out, that surprises, that light's up. I look into your dull brown eyes and I wish I could see. But I can't. You hold no glimmer, no hope, no spark. You are nothing like it could be, yet I'll hold in on vain hope... Or fear. Fear that I will die alone

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