Author Information
Untitled - 05.26.2004
Folder:
old shit Like a dying rose, I bleed...
I bleed the pain that no one sees.
Like a young child's infection, I change...
I become a life threatening disease.
Like a family mourning a death, I cry...
I cry for for the life taken from me.
Like a blade of freshly cut grass, I dance...
I dance as though death has set me free.
Like the rising moon, I frown...
I frown down upon the doomed things.
Like a fall angel, I spread...
I spread my broken wings.
... and I fly.
