they are here..
as clear and real as i closed my eyes
a world above the reaching skies
sentences formed in a blur of motion
paragraphs and chapters and closed captions
a word, no, two, a jot here and there
days or nights, i no longer care
wings i borrow, my soul i bare
but my tears, my love is always there...
Copyright ©2005 Dila Mohd
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