Wednesday, August 15, 2007

roanna 3 - best ones yet from this quill

Now that the time has come

Things have changed

I no longer feel the red

I no longer want the change

Is it a fear or a superstition

that keeps me from letting go?

I no longer have faith

In the goodness of man anymore

To bathe in the arms of your lover

To surrender to the need of the hour

Is this what is true,

Is this what we shouldn’t do

To truly live a moment of our lives?

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