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I make no excuses for writing something... a little strange. A fit of introspection led to this. Like it or ignore at will.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 118 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Published: 05-20-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2916313
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May 20th, 2011
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~Abstraction~
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Watch the white, the white curled light
Against the dark, the stark cruel dark
See it curve and weave through night
Blaze its way throughout my heart
Like a scar, the white curled light
Like a scar, across my heart
In the dark and harsh cruel night
Weaves the sharp, contrasting light
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Weaves the scar, contrasting white
Upon my heart, contrasting red
In the black and harsh cruel night
See the sharp white flare ahead
Blaze the trail, trail of light
Upon a path my feet must tread
Scar of white upon my heart
Scar of white upon my red
Weave the light right through the dark
Show the path that I must tread
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