It Hurts You

[patkachu]

Given the world abound us
The old shinny sun
Prayers glisten rivers sparkle
Truth touch meaningless life
Temperate ashamed as desire
Form departure addiction retired
Blister under the wings of one
Colorblind creeping night
Hidden shadows vein
Lifting hands pull tongue-tied
And no gets to come in

Comments

I'm glad you've been posting a lot lately.

[darkfairyoflove]

Don't ever stop writing. You are so talented. I read every time you post.

-Always-
*~*Lauren*~*