Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin - ! ! ! The Last Remembrance

Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin - ! ! ! The Last Remembrance

I often let it slip through br the roughened irony of my palms, br and then some nights, br I clutch it tight br playing make believe br that, some tinny remnant br of the flimsy atlas we built br on the morass of hope, br may find its way home br into the cemetery of my heart br where your grave br stands open: the luminous br beacon to my redemption.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-08

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