'Different Hearts.'
By blackheart
Whispering women, in cloud white and blue, Brushing the heather with questions now few. Silent and wild, hearts so defined; - Torn apart, slashed, and broken in two! Humouring hags, in a sunset bled sky, Dusk meets an evening with dark stare in it's eye. Angry, like child, this heart now turned blind; - Ground down to dust and left slow, to die! Wandering women, in a cloud clear, bright, blue, Touching the dew drops, in this morning so new. Quiet but praying, hearts soon denied; - Torn apart, stolen, and left here with you! Hammering hags, in a flamed sunset sky, Hell’s freezing over, but the Devil keeps an eye. Angry but staying, this heart’s met it's time; - Ground down to dust ... LEFT ALONE, left to die! Written January 22nd, 2002 © on Jan 22 2002 03:03 AM PST, harry luck 0 • 10
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"Whispering women, in cloud white and blue,..."