Love masked in the darkness

July 27, 2009
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Spillages of sorrow; the meaningful hate. The disguised desire, yet you wait...
Or so I believe.
I'm stuck in the invisible maze of life,
moving my hand along each wall
trying to find a way to you.
But with each step, with the everlong
desire and virtuous patience
I find myself dragged
away by instincts
from you.
When will I see you? When will I no longer
be blind? When will I let my hand
slip off the wall?
You are the exception to my imagination
hoping one day we cross roads
But for now?
I may just be another person in
your life...

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psm11 said...
Aug. 10, 2009 at 3:37 pm
Thanks for your kind words! = )
Zero_Kiryu This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 9, 2009 at 8:51 pm
Strangely beautiful and yearning and dark.
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