Monday, February 7, 2011

D-E-A-T-H

He lay there. Wondering why had dirt in his hair. Twiddling his thumbs he let the darkness lull him to sleep. And when he woke he was expecting the sunshine, but instead he saw black.
this is death, this is death. I will awaken you. from your death from your death, or....I...will...join you.

She lay there. the covers pulled up to her chin. Shivering she wondered why there was a stain on the ceiling. Her heart was not beating, because it was a million miles away with him. this is death, this death. I will awaken you. from your death from your death, or....I...will...join you.

They lay there. The stars melting down on their faces. Breathing they let the night invelope them. And when the siren blared out across the field. They hummed their song. This is death, this is death. I will awaken you. from your death from your death, or....I...will....join....you....

but not...if i have to.

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