and they fill my way
they fill my way into shadows
- years of searching
the home of tears
in a mirror looking back
I see your face
in a kiss of goodbye
as the trains depart
for a destination we called war
and hell was up on us
as the birds cried
filling the wind with their flight
and they fill my way
-years of saying goodbye
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2006-08-16 at 08:48
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