Carpe diem.
The voice of doomStill ringing in my ear.
His burning hands
Still feel them on me.
I try to hide
Away from the world.
Yet two words
Make me go on.
Carpe diem.
His eyes in my neck
Still feel them on me.
His arms around
My powerless self.
I want to hide
Away from the world.
Though two words
Help me go on.
Carpe diem.
Copyright ©2007 Nyorioko.
Poetry by Nyorioko
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Written on 2007-08-26 at 23:02
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