The contradiction of our future

Come closer, my dear friend.

Let's rest upon our vivid dreams,
our longing for forgiveness.

Bare your shame and I'll bare mine,
we'll bare the guilt of time.

Come closer, my dear friend.

The troubled times are over.

Yet ahead lies
broken truths
and glowing lies.
Bloodless fear
and random dice.

Come closer, my dear friend.
Let's see what the future will mend.




Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2005-09-30 at 02:31

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I liked this a lot. The cynical tones of the mercenary fortune teller and the almost desperation to know and by knowing to heal. I also like the confidential whispering tone, contrasted with the tinge of sarcasm.
2005-09-30