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Have you ever wanted to saw open the top of a calculator and see where all the numbers live?

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The Cherry Blossom Ballad

Cherry Blossom Ballad

Winter wind blows cold
In a heart of barren stone
Cherry blossoms blow

Teardrops fall like rain
I burn within this water
As life slips away

Darkness falls like night
Across cold, red-rimmed eyes
The wind blows away

Liquid fire drips
Like water off my body
To sweet nothingness

Soft grass beneath me
Forming an eternal bed
For my soul to sleep

Wind caresses me
To lull me into slumber
Nevermore to wake

This mountain I walk
To reach the summit point high
Heaven in your eyes

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