Twisting and turning, to escape the minds eye.
Once lost, I will hide, transform myself
into night, even during sunrise by light.
hidden from myself, no one else.
Just look for the darkness, flowing in your chest.
Best believe its there, no time to rest.
Fine minds to relieve burdens, blessed with limpness
I will stand hidden, from those that say;
"that is just a tree, hidden by lights shadow".
Its really night, standing in the day.
In your heart, you see a tree by lights shadow.
It's me, standing in the light, of your heart.
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picture taken by: definitive freak
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- Underneath it all... (are you my muse?) by DefinitiveFreak.
525 points, ended March 18, 2008, 12 entries
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