Lethean Cottage
Friday, May 25, 2012
Sounds Corroded
In my ears
Everything has a sound
I just need to stop and listen
All is bright
Birds of flight chirping
Brides of earth singing
While
Dark lurker
awaits with indulgence
His Transcendent rhymes
Lure my senses
Bells are chiming
pedram
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