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Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Lament

Take a brief moment to heal,
Reflect over shinning violets seen in moonlight...
That haven't bloomed...
Constantly ignoring the pain 
Won't change the way it hurts...

It just won't be the same
No matter how you look at it. 
Never again...
In the brief moment that nothing exists... 

Still love intact
Withdrawal passionless 
 No right urgency... 
Only lament 

Lament every waking eye. 


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