Poem -
Come come my darling come
they will come again all naked to the air
needing a prayer
of their going ...
their lips will beĀ a sword killing
to all huminity...
yet no one can be found to their liking of their insanity .
Nothing left to inhaleĀ
As they die into another dance of their thoughts...
only to their steps so known to livingĀ
everyone noticed
its all repeated
to something so missed by many called ...Life.
so knowing in living
Only to their steps anothet dance ....to death.
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