A deposit from the heart

Posted by Ana Castillo on Saturday, June 4, 2011
"All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his."
Oscar Wilde_ The importance of being earnest

My dreams died with the shadows that overtook the night
I loved you like no other
I probably do, still
Your absence filled my nights with sorrow
Endless times, thinking it was me
I'm not complete
But now, it all lies underneath 
My army consisted of two warriors
They would stand side by side no matter what
No matter how much blood was spilled
No matter how much... Bodies were killed
One body would return home
One body will live to tell, and pass it all on to the future
Silly to think that the cow really did jump over the moon
That the water is blue throughout the whole world
That life is as clear as the ice the cracks in the glass
But now... Lust overtakes what once lived in my soul
My soul adjusted to what you wanted, that character that once lied within me washed away with the drought that overtook my all 

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