Slender beams of light enter
this darkened prison as I kneel,
always sorrowful, always in prayer,
frozen here,
waiting.
Tortured forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
infiltrating my darkened soul.
Tears on a deathless face.
I raise my head, now crying out for
this impassive reality.
~shared account~
Scarlet's main : @BlackAndWhiteAtNight
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OnceUponATimeInHell
Mar 13, 2015 09:42PM
If anyone is following @JaceWinter then don't read his book. It is copyright from my friend @As_The_Crow_Screams And she isn't impressed. It is also going to end up as being from his obsesssion of he...View all Conversations