Sep 27, 2012

New Ways/Old Ways

the rest is over
season of the fall
begun anew
poison for one's soul

abandoned by mercy
in our sweetest dreams
blinded by conscience
sickening visions of yesterday

fear the day when all is done,
the night is raped anew
my mind is struggling
to comprehend the new dimension of

of love,
of fear,
of despair...

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