As my light becomes dark

I intertwine my words and vision into woven light

Friday, May 4, 2012

Hold Back

The night bird plays the tune
For the short falling day
I am a coward to the night
Covered in its darkness
I whisper under dim light
Weaving my thoughts through the air
As my sadness falls on the tune
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