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Archive for April, 2012

First minute of the mourning

The first minute of the mourning,

The sun falling out of the sky,

Landing in the sea,

As the heavens open,

The rain starts falling,

The day is only dawning.



Take it to your grave,

Take it with you,

But you’ll never be whole,


Open your heart,

Open your soul,

Do it if you want to be whole.

The ending is you


I’m re-writing the ending,

I can’t change the beginning,

Or the middle,

Or even change you,

But I can change me

And my end.



Watching tears,

Stream down your face,


Could melt a heart,

Made of stone,


Acid would have neutralised,

Thoughts turn clear,


Why are you not bitter?

I am numb,


The words you uttered,

How did you hide.


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