Friday, January 21, 2011

None Sense


What days are worth when you know of their end; 


Can the absence of.. 
of ?  be an act of ?

For what, do you see life today
or how about tomorrow-

will it be one of its own?


Where in my heart
does it reside; the existence of
my being.

Oh

there I see.


with whom would you spend it
and how will those be spent?



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