Poems of ally gunther
|3.||Black raven, White dove||5/17/2012|
|7.||Dropping the nest||5/17/2012|
|12.||Makeup (The Cracks In The Compact)||8/22/2013|
|13.||Mr. Magic Man||4/28/2013|
Days turn to nights, weeks to months and years.
So easily time is flying past a blur in my memory.
Seems only yesterday that we first met- and an hour ago you left.
But if it were possible for my focus to shift- my hourglass to stop turning so that the world will stop spinning for a second- I would use my strength to forget you.
Because the last time I invested my focus- time shifted so quickly that a blur of emotions past through, and they all played their part in destroying it.
And I regr