Isolated Freedom

by Flying Phoenix   Jan 23, 2007


Mutated logo inspired by fate
Stood at the gates of tomorrow
Surrounded by a cloud
Coveted by sorrow
Kissed a breath lost to fear
Held by a thought alone
Placed in this state by mere illusion
Overcome; tired; defeated
Brink of despair entangled
Fluttering close to a selfish heart
Distraught by silence
Teeming with doubt
Salty pearl kisses her lips
And escapes the wrath
Leaving her
Freeing; releasing
But never apart

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  • 17 years ago

    by Strange Angel

    Wow. wonderfully dark. i do indeed love it with all my heart. <3

  • 17 years ago

    by lovely

    I love the way u write... it's so... perfect (for lack of a better word). it's so Robert Frost.