That Which Is Detached.

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Nothing

nothing
nothing is flowing
no words, no tears
no music
no noise
except for the pain of the sky
calling
for what?
for whom?
not me, nor you
no death, or birth
no smile, or frown
no feel, no touch
nothing...
nothing~



my memories are holding on to your hand...please, do not let go

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