Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Drip, drip, drip

black diamonds glisten wetly
paving the road this endless night
my mind a hazy fog, walking along,
blinded by my uncertain nature
the comfort of a familiar haven
unfamiliar on this night
my passion is draining down
the irresistible whirlpool of disillusionment
my demise, my reprise

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