Tuesday 8 June 2010

One Hundred and Twenty Eight.

The dark of space holds stars of light,
Like animal eyes bright with fright.
When I look in to the black,
I want to take the bad things back!

2 comments:

  1. lovely depth...are you talking about regret?

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  2. Regret or guilt, or whatever you want it to be about!

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