Monday, November 5, 2012

A glass heart*


A glass heart*

Hearts that were meant to be together
To fair well always in any kind of weather
But for some reason, the winds had changed here
Everything became a blur, no longer so clear
All there is, is a reflection in a window
A body with a heart that is seen as a shadow

Dom*Colucci 2012

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