Christine

Visions Of Life
2001-12-10 13:47:35 (UTC)

Soul Less

Tapestry undone
Unraveling through my night
Tear on shards of glass
This darkness moving in

Tossed aside
This love I prayed
Would save me from this sky
Again, alone I cry

Treachery within
Thorn through hazy mind
Could this all be wrong?
Sweet lie, save me from myself

Alone I cry
These tears of dusted glass
For I am now soul less
I am my night


-Christine Bowen
December 2001




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