Forgotten Memories

There is a time loneliness sets in, not from the people around me but from the ones inside me. Those are the moments I seek the pleasure of writing, and some of the pieces find their way into this collection.

For someone far far away

Posted by Eris at 11:06 AM

Between the shades of grey I move
walking past the shrines and graves
I paint you from my dreams 
I hear you from my thoughts
Far away yet bright like a star
You are spek of happiness bizarre
Drawing strength from you I move
Among the shades of grey and white


This was written for somebody I don't know yet am rather fond of. I hope it made him happy. :)


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