Dec 13, 2004 20:42
cold as ice
silver like a star
curved and round
long and sharp
biting into soft
never flinching
never feeling pain
flooding back
sanity and relief
washing away
terror and grief
shining pools
deep and dark
running rivers
shallow and long
sitting on rocks
watching waves
breaking the tide
feel the change
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