Thursday, 15 August 2013






picture : Postcard -nl 427819 Sono Bugiardo




I said goodbye to the clock on the wall and took to the hand that turned.
There is no me and you,  it's me the once him,
The jarring of a jigsaw.
I loved you once, twice and three times enough,
I will not forget you but for now I cannot remember.
I owe not.


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