Tuesday, January 29, 2008

-=What we Are=-

Groping in the darkness nullified
Survived your sweet stare
With stretched arms i made the blood drip,
You didnt notice with your tear filled eyes.

There were bullets to dodge and heart's to break,
A river cut short like a novel half done,
You took your walk down
The road too short,
A road filled with splinters sharp.

Another nail i hammer
Another touch you give,
I take one step back from your sweet sore,
And as I look as the crow flies,
At your dewy eyes,
Sweat still drips from a forehead lined.

Merciful demanour and a sweet touch,
You have it all,
A bit too far,
I would fall here
And be all set for the haunted.

And I stare at the sun
You are there silhoutted,
Staring back at me,
Your dreamy eyes
Are just too hynotizing
To make me blind!
To make me blind!

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