Wednesday 12 December 2012

Utopia

Tell me how is this night is different from any other
The hurting never stops
It doesn't need attention, tears or kindness
Breaking the cage, slithering through my veins
It moves like a snake.

It moves like a snake
Guardian of my Utopian dreams

Defeating me, protecting me.

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