The flames rose,
Ballerina's dancing in front of his eyes,
Licking the edges of the paper he held,
Creeping up his fingers.
His eyes wide open,
Never straying away from the blue, the red, the orange
It envelopes around him
Dangerously close.
"Words, in my humble opinion, are the most inexhaustible source of magic we have"- Albus Dumbledore
Saturday, 29 December 2012
Broken and scarred
She stands alone,
The glass shattered across her face
Her world broken
Scarred her for life
The glass shattered across her face
Her world broken
Scarred her for life
Darkness
The leaves rustle,
Whispering,
Guiding me to an escape
An escape I never knew
The moon shines,
An old father looking down with wisdom,
his mouth set into a grin
Night has fallen,
Darkness surrounds me,
Embracing me like no one else ever had
The icy air felt warm,
I let myself go,
Closed my eyes contently,
And got lost in it
Whispering,
Guiding me to an escape
An escape I never knew
The moon shines,
An old father looking down with wisdom,
his mouth set into a grin
Night has fallen,
Darkness surrounds me,
Embracing me like no one else ever had
The icy air felt warm,
I let myself go,
Closed my eyes contently,
And got lost in it
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