Harsh Light Poem by Miss Fairytale

Harsh Light



I don't want to be present
among the living
I want a story
of wretched brilliance
Penetrating my heart
my instrument
of amnesia
I want to forget the past
the details
I want harsh light
and ghosts.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: ghosts
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