Monday, March 30, 2009


Deserted
by Diana Dark

Forever you will see my painful eyes
Their focus always on your sight
Your moves they will follow
On the dark alleys of your soul.
They could have lit those paths
But the flame was blown out
And once again they will not
For anything, step on those bricks
Because they hurt and burn
The hopes and dreams they have.
Once was enough to feel the cold,
The humidity those dessert halls behold
The chills that freezes every cell
That overpowered them once 
And their only source of warmth
Was off.


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