I can strain
the last muscle
as I try to run
away from the
endless roads.

When time lingers,
and my soul pauses.
I find that words
seem so bland
and there is no seasons
to alter the flavor.

And lyrics all
explode and make
me think about
the smile and
red that combines
with her cheeks and
lips.

I struggle each night
and your memories
makes me gasp for
a dying word.

Only to make me
find me alone,
and friendless.
You defined ever
relationship and
ever song.

Our story is the world,
and I am the failure
of the forgotten Odysseus.

06/20/2010

Posted on 06/20/2010
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