Was it so?

The vapid walls, they sung so clear their very emptiness
In washed out greys, diluted tones
She walks barefoot into a falsity
And eyes closed tight, the sky makes pearls to rain from…
No screams could feel existence
Now the glass speaks her echoes from scarlet tainted lips

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Danielle McLauchlan
    Apr 20, 2014 @ 02:26:03

    Good Lord, the words in this are so hard hitting, yet veiled by the softness of the beautiful words you use, are entirely accessible. I haven’t been here in a while, but will endeavour to do so more frequently; your words are a joy to read. 🙂

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