My Star
The blackness of the skies,
Hands strayed at its emptiness,
To no left nor right
To no up nor down
Glitter played at its transcending blackness
As it twinkled sheepishly
The diamond that filled my darkness
And beauty cometh…
Thursday, August 14, 2008
My Star
The blackness of the skies, Hands strayed at its emptiness, To no left nor right To no up nor down Glitter played at its transcending blackness As it twinkled sheepishly The diamond that filled my darkness And beauty cometh…
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