Thursday, November 23, 2006

umbrella with holes...

the shelter is breaking down,
and i can't help but frown.
it's no longer what it was,
there's no prize behind these doors.
this throat constricts,
as i try to resist.
but the disappointment is to great,
i can't hold back the tears for this fate.
i was late since the beginning,
i'm late now at the ending.
my sun stolen,
this heart broken.
let the world flood in this sea of mysery,
let the clouds fall,
let the windows be locked,
let these wings be clipped,
let the recurring dreams stop,
kill the heart,
you've played your part.
now let me walk back home,
from where i flew so high.
let me return to the tomb,
where this grey world will be left to die.
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