SILENCE

scattered words

lost in lacuna

black

white

someone’s bleeding

between silent walls

crimson in the night

if I had wings

I’d soar with gust

to the empty sky

and be on an island

in the desert

of my soul

tearing holes

in tomorrow

***

the mask in time

will turn to

dust

©AvdL 2014

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SEAT OF MY SOUL