Thursday, December 05, 2013


As they sail thru the pink of sky, it was fate their souls would drift away.

The last of strands to break away, has shut the love they never had.
Perhaps its time to say goodbye. It was never wise to stay.                  
Smiles will never speak the heart again. Words will never touch.

And  I will never search for it again.

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