Wednesday, October 31, 2012

The Fall and Rise

Marked and scarred for eternal sacrifice
Yet happiness is laboured as perfect disguise
The scent of dreams infused in life
Coronated by apathy, a walk towards demise
Prosecuted in marshlands, the lights die

Somehow the fire in water survives
Annhilating disgrace and crossing swords with time
The pretenses, the wait on the edge of rise
Calmly they fall, meeting their end in mirror of skies
The dreams live on, enduring every vice!

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