♥ lotte ♥











{April 24, 2008}   innocence lost

images swirl;
(they don’t stop)

casting their shadows.
(to and fro)

lights dim -
(they are never bright;)

the dreamscapes,
(they stretch on.)

they seep, overtime
creeping,
silent,
etched in memories…

before falling away,
before melting into dust…

a child’s smile,
lost -

never to be found,
never to be heard again,
now time has past
and she has grown…



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