Wednesday, October 15, 2014

My heart has many secrets. Tucked carefully through veins of years. In every corner, a fading memory. Impressions of people, spaces and times. Some broken pieces. Some healing jabs. The way maybe one.
Alas! Too many doors with keys that I'd never part with.
Keep knocking, keep peering.
I have locked them away from your eyes and ears. It has my glories, I has my fears.
Unless you allow me to walk you through. One door at a time. Gradually to the deeper recesses. As long as you leave no footprints behind..

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Emmanuel Fernando said...

superb .. no words to describe

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