Canyons


Little hopes bring brighter dreams. The monster of summer has better things then to chase the dreams of a winter child. Growth and disaster set apart by just fear. Have I been poisoned so that I feel? Yet the heart of an animal crushed by an angels smile. What is life beyond that which has been reconciled?

Terrorized and broken, I am not rich or poor. No criminal steals the skeleton of a hollow man. Neither medicine or poison she came without warning and left me feeling capsized but undrowned. Life has never been such a blessing and a curse.

All the color that I see is gray, but the black and white has been taken away. Love has never felt so cold and so much on fire at the same time. Bury me in a love song; The rest is still unreal..

 

This entry was published on June 12, 2014 at 4:27 am. It’s filed under Weekly updates and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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