Friday, February 3, 2012

JOURNEY

JOURNEY

Journey made in darkness, scant light
The life could not have been really
In everyday among these wild animals
An image that show more wanton,
The time now is shrouded
And bleed in pain plentiful in the chimeras
Dire beyond that still you expect
While hope was missed
Scratching a statement of this joy,
Afraid to find in this mirror
The look drunk, in red tone,
Poisons that I drink today saving myself
How much in the past was cruel,
And just dive into the murky veil,
Ridiculous scarecrow, to be an atrocious...

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