11: 34 Poem by Josh Silvers

11: 34



11: 34, just a time
a minute on this day
except the overpowering image
displayed in my thoughts
the one that doesn't go away
and the one I wish never does
so peaceful and perfect
like the rose in the middle of haste
so belonging and beautiful

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Sarah Loves 25 November 2007

what does that 'image' consist of?

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