Friday, June 1, 2012


 How can you make something taste the way it smells?
Hell bent to transform vanilla scent
Look into the sky and ask why
But you will never know what is a lie

Fire flies are fairy dust
Flickering lights of lust
Surrounded by archways of rust

Solitude exposes the self nude
Resting in what I've pursued
Reviewed this current state that be
Its sense of deathly set me free
Urban decay exposes history
And unlocked beauty within me

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