Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, February 01, 2024

Time

 It's the words in a love song, 

the memories of you, 

the heartache that I'm feeling

as if the days are through. 


Sorrow in the making 

if that can possibly be, 

with every good bye

it shatters the dreams. 

~




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