Friday, September 19, 2014

September Remembers

Here in this stabbing breeze of Septembers chilling prelude that quickens in my chest with its yearly arrival.
Find the course to bleed again in fates crisp memory of passionate nostalgia.
Pulling yourself away from me again and again I find I'm adjusted to this state of grief and resentment. How do I hold on... I'm trying... I still need you.

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