Shadows of wisdom trap the light of my soul
it suffers helplessly in the realms of the earth
the feathers of darkness steal my pain
and it all falls apart into a dusty cloud
baskets of fortune fill the air
a cry for destiny, a yelp of fear
something tells me at night in the cold
that it all fell apart into a dusty cloud
a force of power
the crash of a wave
a frost of wealth
a silent scream
the wings of an angel brushed across a face
but it all falls apart into a dusty cloud
I know I know, I'm a beginner but what do you think?
2007-08-31
17:18:42
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➔ Poetry