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The Breathing Dead (Free verse) by Caducus

Its healthy to hate you every now and then, For inside you felt me every now and again. I was your pillar of salt you demolished. It was not your fault I didn't shine enough, Never made you feel mine enough. A pillar of salt you leaned on too much, With every touch more polished. I felt your breath on my back each morning, Pretended to sleep as you left so you'd Kiss me. Now in love's death, my existence is boring, You were only lent to me for a while, Sorrow must follow such a beautiful smile, It's the punishment for loving you too much, The sun isn't meant to be too close too heaven, just incase they touch. Will I see her again in another void ? Will you hold my little finger in bed as you sleep? Life goes on as yours is destroyed, I pray to God your soul to keep. Or are these the thoughts of someone insane ? Let me tell you how it is, It's the thought of never being the same.

Goose 19-Nov-02/8:38 AM
This is sad...i love the first two lines




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