Wednesday, October 6, 2010


* serenade *
Dear Death waiting
Tears of grief falling
You took them not me
Another slip of fate
An accident for them
Upon a Winter road
To fast or a patch of ice
The no longer matters
This heaviness of heart cares not
For technical discussion
Can find no reasons satisfactory
To continue life so hollow
When you have slain life
Ripped out reasons complete
For a just and loving life
So this serenade to you
My lover of the shadows
Halt my pulse wasted
Steal my breath needless
Allow me to take passage
To your realms beyond
Where I may meet once more
Those who went before.

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