the vortex is
where my heart
lies in the
dark cesspool
called broken
hearted
a fleeting
glimpse
of you
or is it
within my broken
heart and
shattered dreams
i know that
it can not be
you walking
towards me on
this cool evening
at the edge
Of your peaceful
place
were you have
laid for the
past
year
Ooh how I missed
your smile, laugh
how you loved me
running my
fingers on the cool
marbel I glimpse
pieces
of you and the
love
we shared
on this cool
October eve
M Valle 10/2/12
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