domingo, 5 de agosto de 2007

Opening when it closes

My mind
was juxtaposed yesterday
between my heart
and the rainy night

Oh sweet and toxic
Is that flavoured poison
Im smelling?
guiltless endevour maybe

like white fangs
that shined before
Entwined with my
here and now

Like bright darkness
full and empty
blue turning me white
cleaning my dirt
my only sin

© Liza Lindmark

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