17 July 2012
Turmoil, wrenching and Gutting its way Through the deep Recesses Of the heart - Places unknown, Untouched, Dust-covered.
Twist and turn Clouds of long-buried Memories Uncovered. A deep ache seemingly Irremovable Lodges itself Firm within the soul.
Pain so deep and Penetrating Even the tears Cease To flow. A forgotten past Remembered.
Remembering better days When the future once held Poignant hope to trace In the clouds and stars -
Now only to remain a Remnant of the past.
Last Dance • Opuss № I