Piercing

Dec 09, 2004 16:22

Bright
Silent blue
Drifting
Past swirls of white
Blindingly brilliant
Clouding my mind

Disturbing
Disruptive
A migration of points
Circling in upon a victim
Surrounding
Devouring

When night falls
There is a forboding call
Though still silent
It screams through the evening
Tearing through my heart
Past my soul
Into the very fiber of my being
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