miércoles, 6 de julio de 2011

The old you.

The old you.

I remember the face,
so sad and so engraved,
the lack of smile,
the lonely grace.

Tic tac due to time,
he didn’t change,
the former smile…
It’s obvious fake.

No words of love,
no time to embrace,
the hart is cold,
he’s just the same.

The old you,
the new yourself,
the charming youth,
the old wrong step.

The years pass by,
he won’t complain,
the bigger loss,
the lowest stake.

The old you,
the scary face,
the newest you…
It’s just the same.

The cheapest you,
the lonely grace,
the unchanging view,
the same sad face.

-The old you-

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