Thursday, May 29, 2008

She

Entwined and cascaded,

A carousel spins

She gazes at the sky

Wanting,

Craving,

To die.

Her expressionless face cringes at thoughts

Protruding,

Explosions,

Emotions,

Lost.

She drowns in a river of black ink and gold

Words,

Words,

words,

Always and ever untold.


AP

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