Saturday, July 12, 2008


faint darkness turns to sunlight
as the crisp sun rises over the sky
turning the whole world
into a purplish pinkish
the kind of color
you see in your dreams
but you know your awake
as you hear the birds
and can taste the dew
of the morning

it's that kind of day
that seems to make it all worth while of living
living the dream
and forgetting the ghost of the past

the knife
you see the blade so shiny
crisp to the feel as the dew on your feet
you look at the sky wave the knife around
and life is no more
in a dream it was a word
and it ment everything....

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