forgotten (the last of love with shadows)

here, in the darkness of a balcony i can see the moon, you knew me that way in love with the colors and scents of daybreak.

i miss you still (somewhat) lass than a day and i will wake gentle noose and clean (you said glowing was a dream we couldn't wake from) i've only forghotten you now alone on a soft cloud. think of me as you lay to rest for the last few million times.

2003-02-21 | 2:02 p.m.
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