Sunday, 20 May 2007

Thrown out of the window
From the second floor.
The time was frozen,
Preserved,
As it hit the ground.
Remnants akin to
The shatterings of a heart.
Spread over the pavement,
Unknown.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

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