Saturday, May 9, 2015

The split.

A reflection
Of me
In a reflection
Of you
Had brought
Me up
To see
My truth
Reflecting
Past
Reflecting
Sins
Reflected
Heart
Staged
Wins
Just to
See
A tear
Of You
Tear apart
Me and you
The rivers
Flowed
Their own
Ways
But the ocean
Sits
Where it stays
However still
The river
Filled
With
Reflection
Of me and you
A reflected
Heart
A deflected heart
In the end
And from the start
Will abide
By nature's rule
For those who
Question are
Either fools
Or separating
From
The rivers flow
Every rapid
Every tree
The rivers feel
The rivers see
Have memories
Once
They reach the sea.

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