No More Than Words
I want to be reborn;
To break the walls
Of this lonely shell.
I don’t know
What the future holds;
All I can do is try, right?
I shan’t run from the sunlight,
But stand
With parasol in hand.
I am afraid,
I am small,
I am weak.
I don’t care.
Harsh light,
Meet the new child of darkness;
Watch her face you without hesitation.
Seeing life
Through a rose-colored lens;
I am filled with bliss.
Alas, such are only words;
Always were,
And forever shall be.
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kazedragonposted on 08/09/2009
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