in the fields of elysium
the stars, the sea, and sleep.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Cooled Air and Shattered Glass
I'm breathing azure crystal shards
Scarring knotted vessels broken
For the proudest colored heart,
I'm dreaming now with eyes wide open.
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