eclipse Posted September 27, 2011 Share Posted September 27, 2011 I could see from an open window in a field a dead child waltzing with fire, her eyes followed a swallow into deaths gates of sapphire. I heard from an open window a child's half-haunted screams shatter the panes to slice open my feverish dreams. In a wounded reverie a child visits me we waltz towards the threshold of eternity. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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