Through the silence,
Her piercing eyes glance back,
Darts in the dark.
Memories like zebra stripes
Sprint across an untamed mind.
The treasured sanctuary
Twisted into a prison
No, she would not miss it,
But still it pulled
Her eyes
For a moment before their gentle release.
The chilled air unnoticed
Turned frosted strands into a thousand whips.
Her feet grind the traveled rocks like wheat.
Her heart screams.
2 years ago
3 comments:
who wrote this?
I did.
wow mar, you amaze me more and more all the time.
heidi
ps is there a specific meaning behind it?
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