Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Whisper

The more you try to erase me
The more I appear
No you are wrong
I will flow through your stream
Whispering your inabilities
The angel will speak 
But I say attention attention
Do you remember me
I am too bright to be left in the dark
I will shine through your white
I have marked you
I am conspicuous
But with your fingers you can touch me
I am permanent

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