Monday, January 24, 2011
Awareness
The morning came, wanted,
and broke the mist, haunted,
I no longer care about them,
now I know who I am!
The Nothing
In her eyes there was a flash,
energy pouring from her lifeblood,
it came and turned light into ash,
all that happened was a little thud.
Trust
The world is so clear,
everything is filled with lust,
there is no fear,
we breathe pure stardust,
the world is her leer.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Imprisoned
She's there among the red roses,
where the Snow Queen dances,
sleet covers her lifeless wrist,
light blasts from her very orris.
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