frozen in time,
I'm a silhouette,
once remembered by all
and now by some
dust collected over my shoulders,
still paralyzed,
hands reaching out into the oblivion
tried to pose, and now it's immortal
people come and go,
some stay and stare
gaze over the scars of time,
that lie around my body
back in time,
when i was little,
i could loosen up the tightness around my neck
current time,
i gave into what nature holds,
stood against some years
stood over a pedestal
young kids come up with stories,
they say "she was a crooked young woman,
nobody wanted her, this where she ended up"
i laugh, but they can't hear
creative stories around me,
good old chats and photographs,
no one knows anyone until they're nothing themselves.
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shadows over my love letter
Poesía:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:･ﾟ~ COMPLETED ~｡･★,｡･:*:･ﾟ "because when the world was ours, we couldn't find our hearts, and it led us to a lustful swan dance, and with our hands tied up we gave in to our nemesis." (from: shadows over my love letter) My little collecti...
