one day…

 
one day the crows will sing
the song will not be sweet
but bitter’s still something
when we don’t even meet

 
one day i’ll make over
sweep away all the old hearts
and hire new memories better
when we have no more darts

 
one day this will be home
i’ll forget the routes wrong maps took
melt into soil and never roam
when we find bliss we once forsook

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Copyright © 2002 Kenny Mah Ying Fye.