Cerebellum

Submitted by fineaffle on September 19, 2006 - 5:24pm. English | Fiction

Body:

I sold my soul

for the perfect dream, a great fantasy

the heavens

mine,

forever.

But in a place where the human heart shifts and wavers like the wind

where souls are bought and sold

where the sky rains tears and blood

tainted hearts.

desire.

lust.

love is a dream

an illusion for the damned.

So I die.

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