You can’t see
behind vibrant blue
there is a story to be read
in those eyes
windows to the soul
flecks of stars
but not like before …
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Just a day
one of those
like any other
in a moment
metal and flesh become one
a bloody fusion
so much you can see
that you aren’t looking for
so much is gone
that you had not known
never seen in those eyes
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what does it mean when …
life is ebbing
like water it flows
through invisible fingers
life poured on the pavement
gravel pitted knees
praying at Heaven’s door
watching, begging
darkness taking it’s claim
no life remains
no energy left to play
no last lover’s kiss
“she’s gone” they proclaim
Why? for she’d lived so few days
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