Podizzles

Tuesday, December 12, 2006


...the autumn mist clears. The twilight is revealed.
My soul gasps, and I plunge into the icy water.
Bloody, black shivers down my spine. The Roses fly, and Tears fall. Time stops, .. but only to peek. I call, but no one answers. I search, but I'm blind.

~MIA~

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