Nocturne
By thepawn
Bullets bleeding through The shattered glass Of this marble statue's eyes Pick up the pieces To fit your peace of mind Never thought this day would come The blind shall lead the blind The shadow is the longest Just before the sun sets The first whisp of darkness Precipitates the night Written December 28th, 2001 © on Dec 27 2001 03:05 PM PST 10 • 0 • 12
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"Bullets bleeding through..."