Lingering on all to end
Alone in the ebon I cry,
While others see stars…
I see vultures in my sky.
Taken aback to
By each of my remaining breath
Where these wounded eyes could see,
The cremation of my heart…
…The end of being me…
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
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