Thursday, October 14, 2010

Your pale, dim thought...

Your pale distorted thought
piercing through my memory like a long awaited sentence
Every heartbeat - a step upon broken glass
you shattered my world
my existence collapsed
like a tower of playing cards
After your storm
my heart like a devastated city
was lost under ancient sand
This pain, this inflicting sorrow
leans over your turbulent waters,
a reflection of happiness now lost forever...
You divided me, now I have two shadows coming after me
my reflection in the mirror smiles like a mad clown...

Your pale, dim thought
caresses the tears in my eyes
softly whispering a song
like a mother sings a lullaby
to her dying child... 

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