Monday, September 3, 2007

Reflection

gleaming hatred does unfurl
escaping wild into the world
the once beautiful rose begins to die
turning its pedals away from the sky

a heart left twisted left to bleed
of love and joy there is no seed
the entire world has slipped away
theres eternal night death and decay

she lies on the ground paralyzed with pain
sightless eyes see only hurtful stains
in her eternity there's no tears left to cry
her wings are broken unable to fly

the raven gives one final crow
holding on to the edge but ready to go
she suddenly wakes and faces her fears
closes her eyes and turns from the mirror

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