A reflection,
A glass-like surface,
A story of sadness,
A restoration of purpose.
A coldness like metal,
but a warmth of fire,
a telling of love,
of decietment and desire.
A crystalized shine,
A wet dreary fear,
filled with history and passion,
a single tear.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
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