Lauren (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _iamthewalrus) wrote,@ 2008-01-30 14:56:00 |
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Souls
In the center
It begins
Red, warm, pulsing
Flying haphazardly
Throughout all.
I breathe, it pushes
Tumbling, falling,
Forever. It goes
Blue, cold, dead.
I breathe, it pushes
Upward, out
Freely moving away
My eyes still
The pulse slows
It is gone