Life's Vicious Game --
Shall we
grate hours in tinge of pale?
Dear Life, let me request,
The tiny stars to dance away
Above the moonlit crest.
Yet longing hands and warm embrace
Can't fill his icy space--
How one-way is this love
As I go falling out of grace.
4/10/2016
Silent One’s Contest
Images That Make You Think #2
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