September 15, 2011 Arts + Scene » Poetry
We are all a spectrum.
Light and color Taunting darkness.
Just when we think There are no tomorrows, Something unexpected
Lands on broken dreams And whispers softly Into the night:
You are not alone, You are each other.
Darkness holds nothing.
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