Every TuesdayA Poem by Aekmy
Would it be so wrong to crawl into the shadows of my past, live in them while I close my eyes and forget the world? The world has once forgotten me, so I will accompany my sisters and brothers in my memories.
Disconnected. Lost. Unknown.
Disconnected from the world, from myself and the threads of time. I'm fraying around my edges. I'm lost in the oceans I've cried and long unknown like a disconnected telephone line.
© 2011 Aekmy
Added on July 14, 2011
Last Updated on July 14, 2011
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