Saturday, 7 May 2011

Winters Shallow Life


A whisper to the wind
Nor size in it's shapes indifference
A golden globe covered knee deep in shining White snow
Waiting to be lost and found
In untidy cleanliness
A paradise for the dead and broken
Carniverous wonders lost in profanities
Lust of the incorrect life
Revealing thy knives and cutlasses
The still think why..?


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