A World

April 30, 2010
These eyes watch as the moon makes its path across the sacred night.
An artist tattoo twines these arms.
A rhythm that spells madness pounds through these veins.
Under these hands I shape a world that is truly mine,
A world that I create,
A world truly mine.

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