Friday, March 2, 2012

indigo fog

feel the sting
feel the fire
feel the burning desire
leaving you awake, in the torment
of your own mind.
lorn, in the middle of the night
you seek what you cannot find
hold what you will not seek
why is it you lie so meek?
stop, and breathe
this, indigo fog.



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