Sprinkled With Dust
By Emmerson
Eyes of green, sprinkled with dust, That form a veil of pure mistrust. Words that are reflected into the skies, Disguised in a truth, hidden by lies. Can you see without looking into the stars, What you have become and who you are. Do you walk forward or are you in reverse, Is this a song or just a verse? So many questions I ask of you, Maybe you could answer just a few. What are you doing, did you come from above, Is this the way you treat all whom you love? I try to see through your swirl of light, But it just keeps evaporating into the night. Once I saw greatness in your eyes, Now just darkness in there lies. Are you wandering through a black hole, Can you hear the voice that cries from within your soul? I think you think, you know what you do, But are you really sure, could this be true?No I am not on drugs...... yet :) Written February 24th, 2002 © on Feb 23 2002 09:46 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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