Thursday, December 1, 2011

Original sin

It is in the smoky eyes that she found a place

A place she approved on the harmony that she recognized

A warm feeling that melted the hollow iceberg crusting the heart

That had awaken the spirit which has died a long time before

A unite of pact that happen on undefined indulgence

An indulgence of original compassion

A sweetness evenly upswing by two poles apart souls

Which led to the original sin

But time is arrogant of the power it possessed

Isolation is an obligation

To keep what is grasped before

To hold to the devotion

Even though devastation of passion is waiting ahead...

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