Aug 6, 2009

Scars

Lilac voices whisper passion's secrets
in silent revenge.
Lost in time bound by tension
footsteps fade as we walk.
Incapable surrender
breeding folly
lighting paths of indecision.
Misunderstood.
Stop understanding
and conquer
dusk's amber mercy.
Lacking apology
again and again, again,
harmless perversion.
Passion withdrawn from icicle voices
ascending phantom trials.
Shimmering abscess
in tears of gold.
Revenge subsides
into scars of hope
on the knees of children.

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