Midnight muse
swirl of smoke
zombies trample over
coffins long sealed
a familiar tune
from long past
plays havoc
with my heart
the last sunset
seems like ages ago
caffeine keeps me warm
this shivering night
the frost on the glass
the familiar sound of rain
the soul feels heavy
the pen seems light
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
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