Fresh Blood
The slivers slide past the foreign objectsIn the small bowl, this moldPolished and clean for these untouched objectsQuickly intertwining, wrapping a mistFalling to be shapedTime flows until it rises upTo take it's place among the masses Written November 29th, 2001 © on Nov 29 2001 02:38 PM PST 0 • 10
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"The slivers slide past the foreign objectsIn the small bowl, this moldPolished and clean for these untouched objectsQuickly intertwining, wrapping a mistFalling to be shapedTime flows until it rises upTo take it's place among the masses..."