You utter words unaware
I know
You utter words unaware
That I am through with living
And I no longer doubt
The reality of street stone
With my leaking blood
Mad I stumble
From one destined pool
Into the next aimless wall
It doesn’t matter
This time break my bones
In the end
I will not feel
Poetry by efflux
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Written on 2006-12-04 at 22:48
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