Monday, May 2, 2011

Shiny Wand, Die Cast and Bound by Blood

Shiny wand of imagination
Reliving each picture as they go
Sad, but excited
For the images she’s yet to know

Each Night, Each Day
Blind to opposing view
Die Cast
Games begin
In the end,
            At friendship’s cost
Please, tell me what was won

Bound by blood
My eyes won’t budge
From the chaos it finds
I fear, as tension spikes
Tongue may meet knife
Else words sever clean

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