Possessed

Can you remember the time I saw you Laughin'?
Can you remember the way we used to be so close?
Can you remember the way we thought things could be?

I can't, there are shadows all over my head.
They tell me how to act. I'm possessed.

I think I'm brand new, but its a lie.
I can't think, I'm gonna die.

I don't recognise you, not even at all.
Am I possessed?, Or is it you that you don't care about anything else?

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Pemberley Winter
I Know What You are..you're gonna be bad for my bussiness..I can realize that.​

 

Shades are everywhere.

One the two changes and the other one stays the same, then all you've said comes to be... just a memorie that you won't let go.

At least that's what i think.

A pleasure to read you my absent dear twisty pemby.

Hugs for you.

 

Hey Red..I can say it's been a while too for you. I'm quite sad you know...I don't see any of the Babel's Kids anymore....like..I don't see April..and I hardly ever see you too. Anyway, thanks for passing by!
Hugs, Pemb

 

It's a beautiful piece of writing.
Sad but beautiful.

Just remember:
Laugh, even if your heart is aching,
you never know who can fall in love with your smile.


Five stars.



__________________________________________________ LEO

 

Thanks for your comment smileater, I really appreciated. And you are right, but every wound leaves a scar, and just for a little while, hurts. But the mark, would always stay

 

Hi pem,

beautiful poem, just like everything else you write. Sorry i have been away for so long i'm finally back online. Love always, your friend, winterfairy

 

Winterfairyyyy, oooohh how nice is to hear from you. Honestly, I've been quite absent too, I really don't write much now....I don't know...I don't feel the same. we'll keep in touch for suree!!!. I'll leave you my e-mail: pemberley.winter@live.com.ar