Tuesday, September 8, 2009

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My severed lifeline
My lonely hunter heart
I can seduce with melancholy eyes
I repent to no one
And I whisper hello to midnight waning moons
I am the spirit taker and replace it with souls I have stolen
My silver wings appear only in my dreams
My laugh plumes around like cotton candy that melts when it hits you
My ears burn red when attention is shown on me
Memories engulf and smother the life out of me
The tiny dull gems that are littered inside me
Only shine when I am in the right light
I am rumpled, creased, crinkled and pleated
My sinister smiles gives way to the squabbling inside my head
I wither as I dance
And I stumble as I run
But I fly when I stand still

2 comments:

Organic Meatbag said...

Wow, I am very impressed...a lot of vivid imagination in this piece!

Danya A. said...

10 thumbs up.
If I had them.


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