In the distance,
Light of every color.
Inviting warmth of
Loves embracing arms.
Far from the light,
Away from the warmth.
Resting in the shadows.
In the darkness so cold.
Coldness has become,
A constant normal.
Numb and unfeeling,
Alone in the dark.
Looking to the distance,
Watching the colors.
Though planted,
Firmly in deaths cold arms.
Only time bides the time,
As the cold sets in.
Leaving behind,
The living dead.
-- Jessi --
- 4/5/03 -
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