Saturday, November 19, 2011

Noise around my world
is like some silence
that grows with the life
of the words in my thoughts

Colours I see are unreal
but I still sketch some story
You hear the story I tell
and trust the ones I don't

Don't sing to me worth trinket
for the sound that you show
promises to dazzle like diamond
and hurts like a petty stone

I walk the road that you show
and fail to see my shadow
for the light that shines above
is a blank cloud without a glow

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