Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Icicle Works: Whisper To A Scream (Birds Fly)



Love comes, down upon us
Till you flow like water
Burning, with the hope of insight
Feathered, look they're covered
with a bright elation,
Stolen, in the sight of love
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