The day breaks with air of fire,
The cave I crawl through has no end,
My feet walk on pins of blizzards,
Can you tell me why I wondered in?
The clocks on the wall will bleed forever,
The sky has bred immortal cracks,
And whenever lightning floods the earth,
My body melts like a candle's wax
My dreams all sit where I once sat,
Under the rubble of earth and sky,
Don't let the ground fall over you,
It will do no good for you to die
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
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