Thursday, October 13, 2005

Chasing Shadows

At times it seems we're all so lost
We chase shadows, fake moments
We deceive ourselves
Things fall apart,
Like an untouched street.
A forgotten park.
Lying to make it real
The reality we snuff,
Only to ourselves we conceal
Love's bitter dove.

1 Comments:

Blogger kanadians in korea said...

Like an untouched street.
A forgotten park.

i love these two lines... it's almost hopeful, like we can find this street and this park, and make things right again. if only we'd wake up... truth is so often mistaken for beauty... and you're right, love is both bitter and a dove... powerful.

7:09 a.m.  

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