Wednesday, August 26, 2009

jacaranda





 But what I don't say 
What I can't say Is that with this joy 
Comes a mourning 
Something left behind 
Blue lined, teary
 Mingled I move on 
All things will change
 We wait for the rain
 And the promise remains 
Live life fully 
-josh garrels-
"jacaranda"

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