red herring
Friday, March 12, 2010
The Ever Changing Season
It all started one winter.
On my way home,
inside a public vehicle.
Words started to flow,
humming songs of wonder.
A chapter that came to an abrupt end.
Bitter, crying tears of sorrow,
turning into the coldest summer ever.
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