Summer Vacation
Cancer
Somewhere between the morning rise to end.I stumbled with a notion,came home with a package saying:"Hey! I'm right here! Wanting to be fulfilled".We wait, wither, and die and it bothers no one.Looking through a mirror, we read from reflection.Scale self-worth to you. I can see you and what you mean to me.Somewhere misplaced, trapped in some daydream.I trembled at your smile,as it turned into a blank.The match slowly dies and leaves behind a danceof twisted, rising envelopes to elope my form and figure.Come on closer, let me soak you inwhile I find resolution.Sure definitive. Forgotten document.
From Letras Mania