June 6th, 2007


:: Nothing ::

:: Nothing ::
Your lack of words
Like a garrotte
Almost invisible, slowly but surely
Tighting the grip on my
Neck and
Leaving me
Gasping, gasping

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:: Recap: As It Shall Be ::

:: As It Shall Be ::

the flickering flame, with passing time
doth burn the wax away
the candle, like the human soul
grows shorter everyday

the spirit in maternal womb
seek entry to the world
an irony, reasons the trial
the death sentence unfurled

the plummet down, the abyss up
and time shall be the key
for one day we shall meet the earth
the end, as it shall be.

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