Month: July 2014

Regret


When the days have all passed you by
And all that remains
Are the silver strands of hair on your head
And the deep lines on your face
I will be nothing but a distant memory
Only then will you know
The true meaning of regret

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No hope


Allowing the walls to break down only leaves a gaping hole for Hope to waltz right on in.

And while Hope is a stunning creature, she has the tongue of a serpent and a hollowness in her eyes.

She hides the truth behind silver tongued lies.