Sunday, December 03, 2006
Yin
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shadows on the horizon
black smoke in the distance
lies, despair, confusion
a once and final dance.
chains cutting into flesh
needles digging deep
a dose of liquid evil
insurance for the trip.
the dropped and shattered prism
reflects a rain of tears
the pieces scream with memories
a lifetime flood of fears.
a fate split asunder
a paradise torn apart
each night left with nothing
to pierce a frozen heart.
............. {on the highway to hell}
12:58 AM
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