Friday, September 10, 2010

frailty in doubt

inside me the angels hide
playing requiems of sorrow on blackened wings
ripped from spine.
I hung love on a broken soul
& whispered goodbye..

'when my heart died
I scattered it's ashes where freedom grows wild
under the fallen kingdoms of heaven..
it waits there for you..'
words rolled silken spun
blood & love.less
spiraling enigmatic from his quivering lips

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