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I Lye here,
watching the blank expances,
of a plain white cealing,
strech to the corners of my world,
then abruply melt away,
into the strickt lines of my boundries,
gentle spirals of smoke,
drift through the air,
grand twisting spires of gray mist,
dance lightly over my outstreched fingers,
while slowly fading away,
into some unseen world,
that i could never find,
a bitter sweet scent,
hangs in the air,
a trancelucent blanket,
an awkward numbing warmth,
letting my hand drop,
resting on the knotted carpet,
rough but warm,
I close my eyes,
thinking,
that if the world,
were to stop,
if only for a short while,
it wouldn't be enough,
to heal all the wounds,
ripped into our hearts,
and burned into our souls,
while love had lost it's magic,
after being misused so many times,
and realizing,
that if i wanted to brake,
to fall to pieces,
to be torn appart at the seams of my sanity,
to become nothing,
no one would be there,
to pick me up,
patch the wounds,
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 nightmareswings · Sun Nov 19, 2006 @ 04:29am · 0 Comments |
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