Friday, April 24, 2009

What Comes Tomorrow?

Two murky pools
Gaze at me
Proffessing love
But confusion lurks
Muddying water
that should have been
Crystal clear

Should I?
Should I not?
Allow myself
To believe again
In a brand new story
Only to see myself
Cast in a re-run
of yesterday...

You cannot tell
Neither can I
Whether this is a beginning
or just only
A beginning of the end
Should we
Let time play it hand???

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