May 27, 2004
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interupted thoughts
the world suffers
under the suffocating stars
they twinkle and laugh
while you shudder and cry
the night is so cold
you can hardly bear it
where to go?
the people pass you
it’s all a blur
confusion
red
black
black
red
red
black
sliding
twisting
wrenching
sacred
wings
screech
a blank canvas
written
tasted
feared
knowing
hating
dive
wander
dark
lost
Comments (1)
Fascinating. Did your mood go south?
Smile.