Tuesday, December 1, 2009

An attempt on another poem

The fair night seems to be;
ever so peaceful;
untouched by mind or heart.

Tonight I would like to;
take the first step;
making my way to the top;
touching this fair night.

Can i do it?
It seems impossible.
But i try with all my might
without any fright.

Alas, i fall ever so deep.
I've been pierced and left;
with a thousand wounds,
on this fragile frame.

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