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Friday, January 27, 2012

Death Is A Soft Vision, Always Beckoning



Death Is A Soft Vision, Always Beckoning

she stares so cold into now
taking away every last breath
she holds hands with us all
soon enough
she ends lifetimes
with a lick of lips
with a slight smile
without any noticeable
change of expression
or exasperating sound
coming from her throat
not because she
does not care
more so, because
she has held the hands of those
that even she felt deserved
another chance
but, it was not to be
so she goes about her business
a long, infinite stare in her eyes
that has lasted forever
it is a forever that is
so long so that
no one knows
more than her
that
most likely
it will last
forever more
never stopping
for anyone, least of all
for her

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