Friday, August 12, 2011

The Demon Born III

Jaded, deep, above it all
Cold, I locked the fire inside
Through a million imaginary loves
I would make the ideal love survive
Through skepticism, a one-sided glass
I saw you animals in your cages
Till I saw you looking back at me
You understood the words within these pages
I stepped away and looked you over
You calmly stepped out of your box
For the first time after the freeze
I found myself begin to thaw
Many questions came, the answers not
And notions of love are so airborne
They fly away now as I wave you goodbye
And recline, within my demon born

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