Thursday, February 26, 2009

5

Such heavy eyes,
such heavy lies,
a reasoning,
unusual, thin.
A sleepiness,
it's borne within.
Uneasiness,
despised, but wins.
The twisting, turning,
simple.
fail.
A shadow burning,
can't
compare.
.
.
.
A drop of something cold,
foretold.
It falls,
it fells,
it's foul,
unknown.
But
the heaviness won't disappear,
the heaviness can't ease
nor bare.

The heaviness,
it rules the wear.

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