Sunday, June 15, 2014

A Promise

All is said and done
Our hearts are dead and gone.
Yet the sun comes another day.
One by one it plays
Wishing we could rewind
What we entwined.
In the past
I wish it didn't last.
Forever and ever
It will endeavor. 
Scar and tear
Our hands bare.
Pain will come
Taking some
Of what we treasure.
But what we cannot measure
Is the beauty
Of this city.
Shining star bright
In the silence of the night.
Hand and hand
We can make this right.
Wrap it up tight.
Underneath the moonlight.

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