The color fades
as the day rushes
by as I stand amongst
the stars.

The sunlight blinds me
as I try to count
the endless sparkle.

I grabbed the watch
as I wash the color
off the shinning
hope.

The cars stab forward,
and I try to figure
out the evergreen.

Only to find myself
alone in the chaos
of you and me.

The people say
that I am gone,
but I only find
hope in my soul.

So I stand alone
as you drive the
opinion home.

And I'm the staggering
me long gone.

12/25/2009

Posted on 12/25/2009
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