...and in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make." The Beatles
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Her wave of silence.
Fears mutating common sense,
Intruding the mind
Reduced to nothing,
in your eyes, all who cared to,
Wanted to bless you,
believing in change,
while gambling the value
of those who trust you,
Got nowhere to go,
Pure hearts, confused at flat lined
Congenital truths
and typhoons hailing,
Tall misconfabulations,
heavy lows, rancid
human tsunamis;
Flooding wee minds and heirs of
Nothing and Sorrow
Beneath, yellow streaks
thrives a darkness and a void
of pestilent past
The future's here, so
tears of crock flow to shock, but
It won't be your year.
The Kid is alright.
She Knows darkness always yeilds,
to purified Light
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© Arkay Evans 2012
www.arkayevans.com
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