Sunday, June 12, 2011

Unexpected inspiration

A deep, cloudy sea of purple fades like smoke into the clashing of two worlds. One man stands alone in multiples. Wallowed in his pride, among the ones of death excused, or death demanded. Promises broken long ago still seem to lead to empty spaces. Maybe it’s the haunting memory or the faint loss in a colorful world. Each a divide as wealthy as love itself. History and past, each to be forgotten.

Like the thought of you!


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