Thursday, December 13, 2007

Because This Is The Real World,
and elation is but transient.

i never expected all this to happen but now that it has,
i feel like i'm holding on tightly to a handful of sand...
grain by grain
everything's slipping through my fingers.

when something drops you can picku it up, no?
then i hope that though it seems this way,
there's hope to bang upon.

your wings may be broken but you can still fly.
my hope may seem broken,
but tell me it's still alive.

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