Black -

Nov 27, 2007 22:05

Black -

The air smiles in torrents
And she laughs at the thought -
To dance - now that would be like
Heaven, but

The pavement objects as it
Pulls her down, down, down
Until she’s crawling for

Acceptance.

No! You will not, never, cannot
Be accepted in this life.
She does not cry -

The mother wraps her arms
Around her lover as the other
Shakes in her bed,
Alone

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inspiredx3 November 30 2007, 01:47:41 UTC
This is so pretty. It flows very nicely as well.

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autumn_scarlet November 30 2007, 03:49:09 UTC
Thankyou lovely. <3

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