These feelings...
Let no one know them.
Open up a graveyard
For all the masks
That are worn
And thrown away.
Tomorrow is the anthem of
A soon forgotten yesterday.
Today is lost in silence.
What does it mean?
And where do we go from here?
Where is here?
Are we even
Anywhere at all?
You speak to me
With eyes full of stars,
And I find a universe
Eluding me.
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Tad's Note: This poem was inspired by my best friend, Emily Cronin, while we were in university together. She also inspired me to create this artisitic rendition of her name:
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