In the dazzling light
I was given a glorious blade
My first instinct kicked in
I want to see the world
I severed the flesh that confined me wholy
From a fountain of blood I emerged
I screamed as I bathed in life
That time I began to exist among the others
In the light of the beginning
I was gifted with a crystal that rests within my chest
Started in a warm light
This tiny life will end in a blast of brilliant white
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
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