October 5, 2012
My heart burns
With fluorescent light
Blinding my fears
And shining alike
A tumbling fall
With courageous water
Spilling forth from
A common ground
Stealing my secrets
From the electric candle
Lighting my face from the crowd
The world is blind
But the buildings see
The inner workings of a busy bee
Twisting flight patterns with
Sudden stops
I carry on even though
Few people see the plot
A storybook ending
Written by me
It's my path
To a non-fantasy
Of glittering thoughts and
Ideas like embers
Flickering violently inside
A world of avengers

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