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Wednesday, October 12, 2011

I Set Across

I set across the sky one night,
Carried darkness in my bag,
To set it free, I searched for light,
Bearing fire, bearing slag.

Out in that cursed dark,
I opened up my wounded heart.
And sat, waiting for rhymes to start,
Hoping in time, my slag might drop.

When it chimed, hurts went away.
But time stayed on, it was here to stay.
I got up, moved on, but forgot that bag,
Where in darkness lies that slag.

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