Sunday, December 2, 2007

Mood dark 2

Another time, elevated

Ensconced and betrayed

Revelation to the sun-warmed lies

And moon-lit path to rebellion.


Our meandering minds

Poke holes through time

Needle-pin-point-bleeding mime.

The celebration commences:

Three-star course of oblivion

Obsidian eyes meet our own

We passed three times the median in the sky

A vorpal wish asunder.

Another lie, elated

Betrayed by hearts and friends

Revelation comes to us all

Just before the fall,

The final curtain, the end.


Find me here,

My needed dear,

Purple hearts decorate our courage

We sang sighs into the fires

Our creators bestowing favors.

The celebration commences.

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