Tuesday, May 5, 2009

A Different State of Mind

Pandora's Box

Crawl into this box I've found,
It's filled with sand and dirt.
Blazing Sun
No venom can hold a candle against this poison i have found
Open my box
I'll give you the keys; Glass, Grass, and finally Fire.
Come and play in this desolate place
A smile and an open mind, let everything else slip
Come and bake underneath my sun
Beautiful green grace
Let her slip into your lungs.

1 comment:

  1. I liked the details you gave, I could picture it as if I was there watching from a distance

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