'inner child'
By scatcatblu
stagnant pools of wasted dreams drowning every night it seems shadows follow the path I take falling from a darker age long and slender stalks of doom reach for me in darkness bloom torn asunder running wild clinging to my broken child seeds of darkness fall to earth weeds of past times clog my path interweave and breed once more tempting blossoms hiding thorns every path I journey on scars of darkness bleed me strong force me wary trust unknown on this path I search for home hold my child asleep within safe from darkness hate and sin when I break stumble and fall free my child her wings will soarSep 2001 Written December 12th, 2001 © on Dec 12 2001 11:42 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"stagnant pools of wasted dreams..."