Fragments

Born out of sin, 

a fragmented love. 

I can't help but notice

I go back to pick up, 

The pieces of your memory, 

the ones that haunt you

I can't think of you,

        the way I thought then...

I was born evil,

Never was I meant

to be a part of them

Unlike me they are

beautiful, worthy of

Time. time has done to me.

A grave lovely sin,

        to be dead to you

I have become invisible,

        or was I only visible

During a brief second,

        Time stood for me

Death had no reason to,

        mourn the already dead...