Dark Poetry #5 |
Acrossed the street |
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since 1999-10-27
Posts 125Cincinnati, oh, United States of America |
Gaze from behind eyes that only in chance met Clay is now stone, endless moments ago it was quick. Stillness abounds within, and around Pressure alights in chemical fury as sounds seep to escape Vying against wisdom a star urgent to be born So the wise crumble, Words form upon this lost man's lips. The briefest moment of darkness. The stone is broken, The soul ready to take flight. Prefection slips by, The sad man sighs. Still born the star burst dies |
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