Stricken by void.

Monday, December 28, 2009

false

i am
always
returning
on the same
path.
a single
flame.
being
true,
just.
all others
i grow
cold.
so
cold.
but
so
true.
this verse
is mine
alone
to live
it seems.
my queen
is afar
if she ever
exists.
them princesses.
accursed.
remainder
of my
cold.
boon
to my
sun.
boon
to my
heart.
so false.
so false.
so false.
so cold.

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