cast away the shattered glass,
a heart trampled by year's past,
never a fort night finds its way,
down into the vortex of decay.
passing time on chatting stones,
windless gusts of sapphire bones,
beneath the skin,
I am alone.
call to ashes,
as sunlight dashes,
upon cold feet,
never accept defeat.
A contest entry
- Give me your lonely by darlintlc.
450 points, ended May 21, 2008, 13 entries
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Comments
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This is different...
"beneath the skin,
I am alone"
Being alone come's from deep inside yourself!
Very well done and thanks for entering
good luck
darlintlc
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