broken codes
Saturday, June 25, 2011
dotting
weren't meant for me
it was for you
when you lose yourself
or in despair
then it exists
when you see darkness
or world becomes quiet
then i exist
what do our words mean
codes, not just codes
they are the connection
perhaps,
you'd never acknowledge
as i lay here staring
as you come and go
theres only shatters you don't know
welcome back there
never here
i know
.
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