8.15.2010

Promised Land

Promised Land
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I like to write dark poetry
Not for its frightening, I like it cause it feels warm
I like it, like you like the sun or like a couple likes the moon and becomes one
When I'm in the dark I feel at home
Don't call me emotional cause after a so long time I like to be alone.
But if you insist to join me and embrace the invisible beauty
I promise you I'll take your hand and in the darkest of light we'll stand.
And fight them monsters strand to strand and I will kiss you...

You, my promised land.


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