Perhaps you think you never will recover.
Abysses in your heart disturb your pleasure.
Underneath each sunlit ecstasy
Lie shadows of the fortunes of another,
A fate that's both your burden and your treasure.
Taken from:
http://www.poemsforfree.com/philpo.html
3 commentaires:
hmmmmz... nice poem.. who's tt for? =]
To whoever who needed it ... :)
hmmmz.. okay okay.. =]
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