Just like water frozen
An empty hollow
A bubble trapped with lack of air
It's a castrated heart, veins that are dead
A masterpiece of yours I see
Why not carve your name?
there. right there by the corner
perfect.
I'll go display it, along with all our sins
For the stars to see,
for heaven's court to rule for me
and decide it's time for your own heart to bleed
shaeira
Friday, December 21, 2007
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