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Memories of a Gazebo

It froze me in place

blackened the world out

except for the greyscale memory

of you beside me

 

but it fades into nothing

and the gazebo is now alone

and the laughs of my friends

colours my vision once more.





Poetry by .Simon
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Written on 2011-06-13 at 00:26

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