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Wednesday, April 11, 2007


a year older...

and invisible as ever

walking through the corridors...
unnoticed but not unscathed

treacherous awareness...
of moments forever lost

within the nothingness...
forgotten, betrayed, consumed

a year older...
and invisible forever


2 comments:

writerwoman said...

I have felt this way many times. This poem captured that unfufilled feeling that lingers in me.

Remarkable work.

Deborah Vatcher said...

Powerful voice. I enjoyed visiting your blog this evening and reading your work.