Sunday, October 10, 2010


glittery noise slivers around the epidermic night
letters everywhere, but not the one for me
flowery sound caress the sweet sadness of those in sorrow
begging, pleading for someone to care...someone that is
who will take it among themselves to give to one in need
many say no, but one small life force
a girl, no more than ten
takes her bag of goldfish and starbucks hot chocolate and says
you need it more than me, i hope it keeps you warm
the epidermic night continues to push
push its way into existance
but for two souls
one in sadness sees the light
and one small light seizes the sadness.

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