b. line
Just beyond the borderline
Where angels lament
Thought grenades fragment
Whirling archipelagos of darkness
Grasp icy talons around vacuum souls,
Why so hesitant
For one so distant,
Can never be covered and consumed
By such hatred so absurdly costumed,
Open every door you may find closed
Perhaps you are just as God supposed,
No one takes, what's yours is mine
Just beyond the borderline...
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2013-06-02 at 16:09
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