Thursday, December 09, 2004

waking up

slow nothing but silence
a quite dark not found except for those who dream of creation
the light flickers on quick
my eyes shut my body feeding off of the warmth given by the light
bright reds and pinks the only thing i see
blinding a searing pain everytime shadows fall across my face
the pain eases finaly a breath drawn deep within
nothing to feel but the peace with in.

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