Wednesday, July 15, 2009


I see my death unfolding,
My killer, without remorse,
His eyes, holding mine without purpose,
His ears, they observe my stupid silence,
His words, focused beyond
The situation at hand.
He will kill without reason,
For his mind is far from mine...
My love, my children, safe and away,
How it is I passed with your memories
Allowing me peace, sorrow, and desire.

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