Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Bathing shamelessly beneath the burning sun,
Never turning or sheltering from the orange rays, sweltering
Blistering slowly, saturating boldly
Days, months, years. Beneath clouds, thunders, tears.
From a cold blue steel to a auburn. Feels
like the autumns' leaves. Looks
like tarnished seas.
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