Tuesday, June 09, 2009

it

it

syllables stroke hidden performances, relentlessly
while she is singing
with his song she - flowers and shines in a shower
half through and yet stuck
off by an occurence - hesitating

wandering through grayness colorfull her tears
hidden permitted to beast
breaks old and new and she will see
he is falling unforgottenly muted

blended by invisable light not so pure
not shining - hesitate!
clicked links to the past before her metamorphoses
cuting moments of pain and pity

grayness wandering colorfull through his tears
stainless trees fallen in the way
running in a direction and the other
where will we go from here?

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