Through a purgatory,
Wooden toys moldering.
Complete the illusion.
Strangely frozen.
Just for a moment.
Empty forest,
Succumbed to death.
The hollows bare.
The Children loiter,
Moonlight streamed in.
A meandering complex,
Darkness lurks.
A hiding place,
Unexplored.
The answers,
Fermenting in the dark.
Veins of coal.
Voice of truth.
Fading again.
Words dripping.
Slowly like molasses.
Make out a whisper.
Lungs burst.
A deranged smile.
Mar 3, 2013
Mar 3, 2013 at 3:43 PM UTC
Through a purgatory,
Wooden toys moldering.
Complete the illusion.
Strangely frozen.
Just for a moment.
Empty forest,
Succumbed to death.
The hollows bare.
The Children loiter,
Moonlight streamed in.
A meandering complex,
Darkness lurks.
A hiding place,
Unexplored.
The answers,
Fermenting in the dark.
Veins of coal.
Voice of truth.
Fading again.
Words dripping.
Slowly like molasses.
Make out a whisper.
Lungs burst.
A deranged smile.
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