I
into that fire so brief
Death:
an organ untuned
Spring, the last
we spoke tear;
and gave console
eternal words
not from fear
you beauty cry
my resolve strong
an arm upon heart
cascade tears girl
(does she know) that
love and life demand
joy, fear, life, love
her dress dipped blood
(so long dream here come life)
:: 03-12-2014 ::
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