Water Marked

Your best note paper
Stained with your tears
Remembering good times
Remember the years

A trick of the memory
Like a trick of the light
And a pain that creeps
In the still of the night.

There's nowhere to go to
No more to say
And you are the author
Who wrote it that way.




Poetry by Yanto
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Written on 2007-10-21 at 21:01

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