Bullet (Worlds Apart)
By JazzPirate
Sat, 12 Mar 2005
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She fired a gun into the sky,
Her trains of thought now multiply
From four to six and six to eight,
They teach each other to replicate
Her eyes like silk betray her heart
As we lie here worlds apart,
She stands to form the perfect stance
So souls of flame teach her to dance
Metaphors and paradigms
Lie at her feet, all greyed with time,
Just shells of words that they once were,
Lies and tales, and nothing more.
She dreams of clouds, a silver moon,
'til darkness comes, and nightmares loom.
She fired a gun into the sky,
Where shadows creep, and nightmares lie.
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