Tuesday, May 8, 2012


It's a thought she can't nail down
A memory she can't remember
An idea she can't define
It's overcast.

It's an alternate reality
One that she thought would be
Something of a mystery
It's overcast.

It's a friend she once had
A person she once knew
A smile she once saw
It's overcast.

It's a place she almost went
A scene she never saw
A plane she didn't take.
It's overcast.

It's a word she didn't say
The time she didn't take
The call she didn't make
It's overcast.

Her imagination runs away
To a place that might be safe
Seeing things that can never be
It's overcast.

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