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Thursday, January 22, 2009
Echoed footsteps

As the moments pass does those words taste foreign on your lips?As the minutes disappear does my name seem ancient to you? As the distance widens does my scent linger away?

Time ticks away and watts seem to grow...yet it somehow feels like everything that was meant to be slowly fades away.No more the young innocent girl that stood before you but a stranger in return. Her hair blows in the wind, eyes wide and cold,cheeks stained with tears and lips pale.As she looks towards you memories of the past flood her mind. Images of red and blue mix violently to form a dull purple.No longer colours of hope but a depressing shade of despair.

Emotions are heavy, a turmoil bubbles within her.Unanswered questions brew deep.Yet not a single tear falls.I wonder why.

But as she turns to go i hear her whisper," I miss you".With a turn of her footsteps she walked away and disappears into the dark.Footsteps echoing away in the distance.

~Let me utter the last goodbye.

WOOO....been ages since i last wrote such stuff...LOVE LOVE..hahas...Tell me when to go...


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