Poetry from a Time Forgotten : Rise

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Rise

Dark syrup whispered from frogs in shadows, tongues spewing and taking parts of mind, heart, only leaving shattered windows to dark soul passsageways, labyrnth of night blackened by moonless skies. Wait quietly, wait patiently, the sun will soon rise. Sign in to see full entry.

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