Saturday, January 05, 2008

Gone At Last

The eye watches
beholds controls
rips at what
we barley know
Love betrays
contorts, and mocks
a road of blindness
we willingly walk
Hearts shatter
break and cry
Maybe sometimes
its better to die
The unknown
hides, shaded
left in darkness
where I cry
You take me
Shake me, throw me out
No drought left
I sigh and count
Moments left have I to live
your last chance
before we conceive
what cannot be
Irreversible is the end
drowning, sinking
falling fast
farewell my love
I'm gone at last

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