Searching for YouI went to the other side of the world today. There was no-one there, save me. Alone I wandered the barren waste, Searching for thee.Searching for You
Into the mountains I strayed, Amongst peaks great and small, And into the grassy plains, Did you not hear my call?
Here and there I searched for thee, Through rivers wild and wet. Across the greatest deserts, And I have not found you yet.
You swore to me you’d be there, Yet you I cannot see. Have you forgot our meeting? Or are you hiding from me?
Through the abandoned cities, And thro
Wild RosesShe stood by the gravestone, the wind frolicking with her hair. It whispered in her ears and danced across her skin. She stood without an overcoat, or extra covering of any kind, save for her torn skirt and old blouse.Wild Roses
She watched the flowers, shielded though they were by the gravestone, shudder in the wind. The flowers were dull, half dead and decrepit. Petals that had already been shed flew away on the gusts, calling to mind birds that were long since past their prime.
The gravestone itself was the cold gray of granite. The letters were nearly worn away. How long the memorial had stood none knew. The numbers had fa
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