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S Greenwood Feb 2014
Half a face, a scattered line
Half a breath, a fragment
A sign.

Whisperings laid bare,
Tumbling, coiled, kiss the air.

Colours bounce off the soul,
Etchings carved, steady, control.

Swimming in a sea of blue,
Caress the senses, distort the view.

Plunge deeper into the heat,
Release the tension,
Crush, defeat.
S Greenwood Feb 2014
I made a deal with the darkness,
escaped from the light,
had my wings cut, severed in full flight.

Statically I exist alone,
the cogs of time turn slowly,
bite to the bone.

Deep yearning inside,
to shake my foundations,
tectonic plates, landslide
S Greenwood Feb 2014
Fire light so bright, so stark,
burning a hole through the dark.

Twisted souls held together in subliminal form,
shaking like branches,
tattered and torn.

Crimson blood smeared on my skin,
the war -cry I face within.

Cut open my heart and you will see,
thorny branches coiled,
Black Infinity.....

— The End —