Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Poem-A-Day: Day 454

Siren Song
I endure the sound of ragged whispers
cutting through the colour of the soul
like cloudless sky of honesty.

Nightfall feel the anguish of emotion
that cry diamond spirits
for a thousand calling darkest thoughts.

Disappear love, joy, pain.
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