RyanaGeneva

Rya's place
2002-07-24 23:19:14 (UTC)

-Dancing into the Capsules-

the bleaking stains of light
taunting and treachering over shrouded darkness
caving in
sweated temples furrow into a narrow sadness
only wanting to be released
from the grip of insanity

free me is what the hands cry
and bleed
wash off the boredom
and tear at its ends
to open
not but a light
but a thought where dreams lied
and could never go

rein in your misery rein in felicity
to dance in the capsules of wanted time
and most of all
to be left with the wanted
and the untorn





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