Our goodbyes bitter.
She chokes on shards of glass.
Spitting blood covered pieces into the atmosphere.
Agony escaping her lips as I pull her close.
Though I can see the disdain in her eyes. A fear cloaked
in desperation. Assurance that I can't give. I'm just a leaf
frail and broken floating through autumns slow torturing death...
Friday, October 29, 2010 at 1:01am
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