Fortune Trophy.

by CyCL3   Nov 17, 2007


I fell again....
All the way down to the end.
There I lie broken.
Shattered as glass shatters.
Tarnished and opaque.
As worthless as nothing.
I cannot lie awake...

My dreams are never over.
They are pages within chapters.
kept turning by the Hands of my soul.
They let me see!
Its all much more beautiful this way...
As I know I cannot stay,
I awake.

Lost and gone, with no regret.
Shackling walls as Grey as death.
Where light is never shown...
I'm losing hope...
I'm losing hope!
I should have left my eye's closed.
Its my fault, now its too late.
I'm falling again!
down...
To the end...

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