Saturday, March 6, 2010

The Mosaicist

broken in a million pieces

disperse all colors within

redesign this worn structure

polish me with my sin

 

take this dirty rag of filth

scrub me til i shine

traceless, hints of old self

none for you to find

 

can i see with new eyes

blinded to faded shades

crush this shell of old skin

rebuild for better days

 

days with you...

i’ll look to you, gaze, and never stop
-khristen

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