Friday, April 24, 2009

the dim imagery of a dream

Melodies of summer love, a wake up, the break up and all that's in between
we're standing on opposite sides waiting for the curtain call
half in. half out in this requiem for a dream

Dancing around the complexities of a chosen path, we watch it fall
the world fades away, this is our centre stage
but dim the light so low, there's nowhere left to turn and we've missed our call

Broken mixed with passion and once our lover's tryst
all alone where one stands better than the other
mourn the memories later and everything we missed.

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