Eyes Open...Solitary of Tongue
Words Spoken...Breath absent of Lung
Frosted Hands...Cupped Cold in Disgrace
Fragile Strands...Seeped Slow Saddened Face
Real at Blades...Shivered Deep of Back to Hole
Mourning Fades...Friend of Fiend Pierced Soul
Splintered Chain...Ivory cast Crimson Art
Beasts of Pain...Peace shred Devours Heart
Morrows Dawn...Indigo sea Inked Sky
All Past Gone...Today's Faith of Tomarrows Why?
Author notes
Yeah it's niether her nor there...You just gotta meet it in the Middle.
A contest entry
- It's all about the mystery, life is! by S2ndQueen.
450 points, ended April 20, 2007, 35 entries
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So, just sp it fits contest rules:
"huzzah?"
And also if you could list which image: 1, 2, or 3?
Thanks os much and good luck!
S2
The Queen! -
You are so deep my friend, but might want to change tomarrows into tomorrows! We all can have faith today but it is when we continue it into the future to see exactly where we came from and where we are going that we will see the past littered with flotsam and jetsam, scrap everywhere, on people and things.



