marți, 30 martie 2010

New Road

In the grass, behind the seeds,
We had nothing, but some time
Lost in cyphers, so unseen,
Broken by our mortal eyes.

So afraid I'd lose the sense
Behind words, so deeply carved
On the walls we cannot see,
Our eyes, of light so starved.

I can't step on that old grass,
I'm too young, too lost in me,
To be seen without the armor,
Without the light reflecting from it.

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