Friday, 19 November 2010

Searching for the past



Searching for the past and I am sightless
I cannot see no matter how wide I open my eyes…
Searching for the past
I cannot hear that little voice inside me telling me where to search
Searching for the past
I retrace my steps not once but many times still no shadow to be found
Searching for the past I found a present full of faces that look familiar but I cannot remember…
Searching for the past I went for a walk with no return
Everything I wanted was to find my dad and my old cosy home…

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