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Nothing really
This is not an example of my poetic skill,
this is not a confession of my latest kill.
This is not a declaration of undying love,
this is not a letter carried by a dove.
This is not a story that ends happily ever after,
this is not a note for my passage into the thereafter.
This is not a world of sunshine and light,
this is not a world shrouded in night.
This is simply a writing done late one night,
this is simply something that came out of the light.
This is simply something from the thereafter,
this is simply something that I’ll post shortly after.
This is simply something from the wings of a dove,
this is simply something my fingers love.
This is simply something that your comments will kill,
this is simply an example of my poetic skill.
 Moonlight_Kills · Mon Nov 23, 2009 @ 08:38am · 0 Comments |
