Tuesday, 19 June 2012

twelve hours

caused what i dread most, to happen
those seven deadly words to be voiced
you had passed away in your sleep
today i'll go visit you
6:30 the birds awoke me from my mourning
roses from the thorns amongst the bush beckoned my senses
not as a result of laziness
one song was repeated a dozen times
simply no other song felt appropriate

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