Saturday, July 24, 2010

lightning strikes,
silver sparks light up the clouds in the dark.
twigs of memories, broken and withering;
shades of flowers that never will bloom again,
fill the sights of a faraway wonderland,
partly a past,partly a future unsure of its path.

none look up, to the stars that shall never shine again,
as the lightning strikes, all else fade,
like the hopes of a dying candle in the dark.
all the orange skies of a faraway land,
calling onto the dying waves in the dark;
darling sounds of random happiness fall like the rain,
when the skies shine up, dancing to the sliver lightning bolts.

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