Jun 20, 2005 20:40
Eyes of shattered glass
Evidence the prismatic.
As to the emphatic,
There lacks a clarity.
Summer's wind collides
With her shadow
Now seen falling below
The floodline of her release.
Ink remains wet
While river runs dry,
Having caught her ring
Returned to a beginning.
once the rest of the words find a way to follow, they will...
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