Archive for December 12th, 2011

Time made us Strangers

Time made us Strangers
by Nina Spink

I let go of your hand
You got lost in the crowd

You stayed behind
I needed to fly

Always on the horizon
Silhouetted against my sky

Never far from my thoughts
Time passing us by

We no longer talk,
Don’t speak the same language

We’re from different worlds
Nothing left to salvage

Time made us strangers


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Nothing Left

Nothing Left
by Nina Spink

The face is familiar
Yet the eyes do not see,
The ears do not hear,
The mouth spits pain

There is no sun, No warmth
Not even dappled shade
unfeeling wasteland
A cold embrace

Stretching out endlessly
a future without hope
As relentlessly
The clock ticks on.

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