Wednesday, January 11, 2006
lights will guide you home and ignite your bones
Limbo
The heart is a door waiting to be unlocked.
On some, the locks have rusted and vines have encompassed it through years of solitude.
Others are revolving with people coming in and out, some getting trampled and some getting trapped.
Maybe some day the weight will pull us down and we'll find ourselves looking up to the sky.
The night will reveal itself one star at a time until it spells out our names.
Until then I'll just keep on floating around like the sparkle in your eyes that only I can see.
And just maybe we'll find that I'm the one with the key.
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if you wrote that, i would be happy.
i am not so great.
it put me to peace.
<3cole.
I LIKE THIS ONE BECAUSE IS NOT LIKE ANYTHING I'VE READ AND I LIKE HOW I HAVE TO THINK ABOUT IT FOR A MOMENT TO VISULIZE WHAT IS HAPNING.