Jump
By georgiebaldie
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
- 482 reads
Devour my soul and swallow me whole, pick at my heart until death do
us part.
Tear at my life and rip at it with words sharp as a knife.
Kiss my eyes and finger my lips an unfolded rose a beaming sunset these
things my eye does hold.
A gentle mist clouds my vision as pierceing as a cats glare, a tear
that runs down my face salt as clear as the air.
I jump to see the end of the earth but see much more than that, I see
life thats dying and death that lives, until the new world gives
birth.
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