The clouds are growing heavier
Darker and almost black
The winds are howling stronger
Demolishing anything in track
The thunder's shaking the skies
The lightning's blinding my eyes
And everything around me transformed into a big black mess.
Your hair is fading darker
Hiding half of your face
And your eyes glinting brighter
But growing duller with guilt and disgrace
Your smile disappearing
Your conscious pioneering
And back to you I'm crawling my desire burning to confess.
My hands are shaking trembling
As I step closer now
And this pressure upon me descending
As I break every sacred vow
Getting ever so hard with this wind
To step away from what I've sinned
And back to the shame I tumble to the knowledge that I did transgress.
A contest entry
- Simple Fun by CanadianGirl1.
300 points, ended April 14, 2008, 22 entries
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"To step away from what I've sinned"
FANTASTIC line!! You've done very well with this

