Wednesday, September 30, 2009


When words die down
As the world closes its doors
As the blood congeals half way

When the stupid heart bleeds
As the feet forget their chosen path
As the hands wring in despair

When the winds stop blowing
As the crazy gods cast their die
As a soul dies within a body

When memories fail
As a tiny droplet gathers grief
As it flows down the living corpse


Anonymous said...

?! ?! ?! Why ?! ?! ?!

Anonymous said...

Somethings tear at your insides. :) I know, I know.


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