A Constant In Chaos
By Fallen Girl
There is always a constant in this never ending chaos that we call life hidden amoung the ruins lost amoungst the junk secrets shimmer like diamonds thoughts shine like the sun whispers blow through the maze like a spring breeze as youth passes by on the lips of rosebuds minutes tick by like fading memories as the light dims from the darkening sky as the clouds drift away to stars and the sun is replaced by the silver moon I become lost intangled in the very esscence of nothingness the very being of emptiness I merge with the stars and I become part of the whole. lacey* Written December 5th, 2001 © on Dec 04 2001 06:45 PM PST 0 • 1
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