vendredi 3 juillet 2009


Black on black

The desert of the sentiment

Echoes to the waves of the pulse.

Blood on blood

As many interlaced dimensions

That push over all the golden limits.

Pollution on our ground

When false cover the reality

Reality rebels and shows its fangs.

Black on black

The mirror reflects nothing else

Than a dark crystal hung at the highest branch.

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