Friday, January 23, 2015

The End

Self-portrait

Aching heart beats in screams
She cries so no one will hear it
A hazy unimaginable dream
Spiralling down a funereal pit

Crying cherished moments to blur
Gasping lungs of quivering breath
Freedom forms in unspoken word
She foolishly flirts with death

As suns set and rise again
More cries, till tears run dry
Wisdom feeds on passion's end 
She bludgeons her love supply

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