The Piercing Sound Of A Ignorant Bell

A very happy point in my life.
Seldom does the bells of sadness ring anymore.
I declare happiness.
Amongst all of you forsaken peasants, I declare happiness for you all.
Aha!
But a glance of golden lust brought forth from thy eyes!
It has awaken me, I can move, breathe, see, hear, touch!
I am alive!
I am no longer concealed beneath a cloak of darkness!
Heed my words for I am enlightened.
I enjoy the thoughts of the ones still shadow ridden.
I also enjoy the fact that you are shadow ridden.
You shall be hidden, I hope for a long time.
   By Shianne Campbell
Published: 2/16/2008
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