the edges of color, by poison girl Subscribe to rss feed for poison girl

The sun is shining when i don't look back
but the second i do it goes poof and all that
straight back to black - darkness the covering
not a shread of that white bright dancing light
Looking up - from the cornors of my eyes
Only then can I see the teasing sight
The higher up you look the more you see
till you strain your neck and half to look down
and dance in the shadows of void and black
but you can peep every once in a while
though it will only make you sadder dear
dark the darkness darker with white markers
Posted: 2007-03-21 02:58:59 UTC

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2007-04-20 01:50:22Angel of Music
good, :)